FANFIC #8274255

"Hey, girl," Starsky greeted me, slapping me on the back like I was one of his teammates. I'm not, but that never stops him.
"Hey," I replied.
"I brought a friend... she's from the women's t---" Starsky said.
I interrupted. "Oh god, not Ian Healy's niece."
Starsky continued, "---eam, Ellyse Perry!" He looked towards a big fat tree at the other end of the park.
I looked too.
A very pretty girl stepped out from behind it, gave us a wave, and bounded over cheerfully.
"Hey, you must be Laura," the girl said, smiling at me, "Mitch has told me all about you."
I blushed. "Uh, yeah."
"I'm Ellyse," the girl said, holding out her hand to me.
I shook her hand. "Hi Ellyse."
"Cricket, anyone?" Starsky said, grinning at both of us girls.
"Nah," Ellyse said, "I just played a whole game yesterday or something. What about soccer?"
"Me and Starsky against Ellyse," I said.
"Huh," Ellyse said.
"I'm not very good, you'll easily win," I whispered to her.

Starsky produced a soccer ball from his back pocket and we played, using trees as goal posts.
After about an hour, Ellyse had kicked about 10 goals, and me and Starsky were still zero.
I was so tired.
I lay on the ground, just to get my breath back, while Ellyse and Starsky made small talk.
Then, suddenly, Ellyse screamed.
I sat up and looked around. "What?"
"I... oh god... uh," Ellyse stammered. She cowered next to Starsky and he put his arms around her.
A huge spider was in the middle of our 'soccer ground' about six metres tall and five metres tall.
"Oh my," I said, terrified.
I fumbled through my back pockets for something useful. I had a sandwich bag with money and licence, an apple pie, a puppy, a seraph blade...
I grabbed the pie.
I threw the pie and it hit the spider in the face.
The spider folded in on itself and disappeared.
Ellyse breathed a sigh of relief.
I high-fived Starsky, who was still wrapped up in a hug with Ellyse.
"Starsky, do I have to remind you about Alyssa?" I said, warningly, looking how close his mouth was getting to Ellyse's.
Starsky jumped back, and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Um..."
"No wonder Ian Healy hates you," I muttered.
THE END.

FOOTYYYYY

Well, footy's back.
Or just the NAB Cup.
Anyway.

I went to the footy last night.
It was so great.
We got there at about 7:30 or something, just missing the first match (Bombers/Doggies ew) and in time to watch the Pies/Doggies.

Tom Young was playing for the Doggies omg. Didn't see him much but he will always look better in black and white. Oh well, I guess his replacement (Jordan Russell) played pretty good too.
Collingwood played alright against the Dogs, Q-stick kicked a goal and Macaffer did some great things, and Kyle Martin got the ball a few times, as did Young.
And Swanny kicked a marvellous goal from 50 metres, aw yeah
Legend.

And then it was time for Essendon. We were coming off a good win over the Dogs, but Essendon also thrashed the Dogs AND had a 40-minute break so they had fresher legs than us.
So, basically we kicked one 9-pointer in the first half (thanks Benny Sinclair!) and Essendon kicked about two goals.
And then Essendon kicked about two goals in the second half to our several hundred behinds (hello forward line issues, oh how I dislike you intensely).
AND THEN AND THEN KRAKOUER DRIBBLED ONE THROUGH THE PACK AND BAM, GOAL.
ONE GOAL DOWN.
With roughly a minute to go.
And we got the clearance.
And kicked it to Travis Cloke.
AND CLOKEY GOT A FREE KICK B/C UMPIRE IS KIND AND AWESOME AND I LOVE YOU
AND THEN
HE NAILED IT
TWO POINTS IN FRONT.
(at this point, all the Essendon fans were pissed off b/c they thought it was a soft free kick, which it was, but yeah whatever, it's not like they got 2746284 free kicks during the game- oh wait they did)
Then the siren went.
And the ball was about 65 metres out from Essendon's goal.
And the umpire thought, "lol, let's give Essendon a second chance" and called a free kick.
So we held our breaths that this Essendon kid couldn't kick 65 metres.
Thank God.

Winner winner chicken dinner
Top of the ladder, yo