(Tuga futsal ground)
Brad: I though we would be wearing green?
Jane: We better win Badd or else I will kill you for making me war these.
Alan: Cmon Jane be a sport. Brad knows we will surely win.
Hank: Well who will be the goalkeeper?
Alan: Well Dorothy and Helena are yet to come. So one of them?
Jane: Youre gonna let a girl be a keeper?
Alan: Looks like we have a volunteer?
Jane: What me?
Alan: Well you were the one who called Jill.
Jane: Well Jill is my friend and Brad’s nuisnces won’t make me take a beef at her.
Brad: Beef she is having a big lion meat against me.
Jane: Well you’re the one who left her.
Brad: We were hardly together. It was just like with Eva. Like Alnn has with Amber.
Jane: What Alan and Amber.
Alan: Did yuu have to mention Amber?
Brad: Ok, well I needed to explain.
Alan: Ok you ae being like Jane.
Jane: Ok I am not gonna be the keeper.
Hank: Don’t worry guys I will ok.
Brad: No Hank you are our midlle man.
Alan: No I am the middle man. Hank you be the keeper.
Brad: Ok and I presume Jane and Dorothy in defense then?
Alan: Well Dorothy should be good for defense while Jane and I will be the passers.
Jane: You are saying that to please me Alan.
Hank: Comon Jane you are our Zidane.
Brad: Ya who loses the match in the final (laughs)
Alan: Ok enough . But I’m wearing the seven ok.
Brad: What no?
Alan: Ok you can wear 9. You are a forward.
Brad: Cmnn Dorothy will surely wear 10. Atleast give me 7.
Alan: Well you are our goal machine, Ronaldo, Score like he scored against Germany.
Brad:Well I will take the 9 then. Hank take the one. You deserve the number 1.
Jane: Ok what about me?
Brad: Is there a zero?
Alan: Ok enough Brad. Jane you will be wearing the famous 5 ok.
Hank: Famous and five?
Alan: Well it is in futsal.
Hank: Whaterver dude.
Alan: And Helena will wear the number 3.
Brad: That’s her favorite number, isn;t it?
Jill(interrupting): Ok Jane, bring your team. Here are mine. Timothy is our keeper while Alexa, Lana are in defense while Me and Gadet are the forwards. Rihanna is our sub.
Alan: Hey I am the captain.
Jill: Ok whatever. You still are only four. Where are your two?
( Helena and Dorothy enter the field)
Jill: Ok there is them.
Helena: Alan? Whre is my jersey?
Dorothy: Ya and where is my number 10?
Brad: Ok guys here they are cmon fast. The,match starts in 5 mins.
Jill: Good. Let’s state the rules. We will have four quarters each 12 minutes.
Alan: What we playing Basketball now?
Brad: Ya what’s with the change Jill.
Jill: Well, we will need breaks Brad.
Helena: She is right four breaks are good.
Jill: That’s three sugar.
Dorothy: Ok Jill enough now. What’s the bet?
Alan: 500 bucks and whatever we want.
Jill: Ok I like that tone.
Jane: Let’s start the match already.
The match starts with Alan kicking the ball. Jane runs behind him as she kicks the ball hard as it hits Lana.
Jane: What the hell. I thought that would kill her.
Alan: She is a boxer Jane. Ok so go for the post.
Jane: Ya whatever.
Brad gets the ball from Lana who swings at his feet as he falls.
Brad: Ow…………that is a foul. We need a referee.
Jill: Ok Lana let the girl go.
Brad: Wait what?
The match resumes with Brad taking a feekick. He gets lucky as it slips past Timothy.
Dorothy: Great Brad We lead now it’s defense time.
Alan: What? It’s futsal geekster.
Jill kicks the ball as she passes to Gadet. She shows her boobs to Jane who falls in the ground as gadet sscores past Hank.
Brad: What that’s cheating.
Alan: Ok bud that is not.
Brad: You saw that?
Alan: Oh I saw what was inside. Thank you Jesus.
Brad: Really?
Jane: Wow…….that was good. I wish I had like those.
Alan: OH she is Gadet Jane she is good.
Dorothy starts the kick as she kicks the ball towards the post as Timothy catches the ball. For 12 minutes no one scroes as the first break starts.
(Alan panting)
Brad: Dude they would have scored atleast a dozen like that.
Alan: You mean with the booobies.
Jane: Yeah that is cheating in another level.
Dorothy: No wonder they are our seniors.
Alan: Well not in the field No.
Jill: Ok the break is up let’s start.
Helena: Hey we are tired.
Brad: Ok we are not you Helena.
Helena: Hey I will play……………..may be at the last.
Alan: Yeah…………ok Brad you need to kick the ball like Dorothy ok.
Brad: Well you need to pass first Alan.
Another 12 minutes passes wthout any team scoring. Alan had bruised his elbow while Timothy had sprained her fingers and Hank had scarred his hands.
Alan: You know 24 minutes is a long time for a futsal game.
Brad: Well you missed an open chance Alan.
Alan: Well Rihanna showed her bra. What would I do?
Helena: Hey. Looks like I will be playing now.
Brad: Good Jane you sit for a quarter.
Jane: What no?
Alan: Don’t worry Jane, Helena can merely run for some minutes.
Jane: Ok I do feel tired.
Hank: Ya me too. That have been sowering shots at me and Brad barely hits a shot at them.
Brad: Hey I scored the only goal so far for us.
Hank: Well, if you had shot more we would have been ahead already. And Alan why don’t you pass him.
Brad: Ya Alan what’s with you?
Alan: Well, I though I would score but ok I will in the next half.
Hank: Ok let’s resume.
Helena swaps for Jane as the game restarts. Alan does score one but Lana scores to draw the game as the game finishes in a 2-2 draw.
Helena: I can’t believe I didn’t score.
Alan: You barely played for 5 minutes.
Jill: Ok guys that was a good match but still we don’t have a winner.
Brad: I think we should end as it is.
Hank: Ya Brad is right. We should.
Jill: Ok. But Brad I will meet you at Sunday at the geese. I need to talk with you about something ok.
Brad: Ya Sure.
Alan: Quite a match.