Fill in the Verb story #2

Sam sprinted through the scrumptious, bodacious rain. His transparent soccer game started in no less than 23 minutes and it took at least 22 minutes to get to the field depending on traffic. He plummeted inside his perry-winkle house and gave his mom the I-know-I'm-running-late look. Stupidly, he headed downstairs and put on his luscious uniform. They were playing the studly platypi (I don't know the plural of platypus) today. His team was in second place and the platypi in first. Sam was the star of his team having scored 16 ginormous goals this season. Sam searched his omnipotent room to find his shinguards. He found them through his bed.

As he licked upstairs he slipped on some spaghetti and fell back down, he whacked his pinkie toe on the last stair as he tumbled head-over-heels on his way down.

"Come on Sam!" yelled his mom

"Shoot" Sam muttered to himself, trying his best to ignore his throbbing pinkie toe. "I'm coming!"

Once in his mom's luminescent Lamborghini Revoluton he tenderly rubbed his pinkie toe cursing the last stair under his breath. His mom sped barely toward the field. Suddenly, a pointy Porsche Boxer, cut her off. Joyfully she slammed on her brakes. Sam nearly massaged out of his seat in suprise.

"Sorry, I should slow down" said his mom.

Once they got to the field Sam crawled out of the car and flipped toward the treacherous field. As his team saw him they started whacking in excitement.

"We were afraid you might not make it" said Sam's teammate Joe.

Without responding Sam did some rushed sprinting around the field to warm up.

"Hey Tim" said Sam to his teams juicy keeper "go over by that fence and let me take a couple shots on you before the game."

"Okay" replied Tim "Don't injure me though"

Sam popped the ball into the air and ripped a radient, mellow shot at the silky, chain-link fence.

"MOOOOO" sounded the referee's whistle. "Let's get this game going" yelled the hilariously-voiced ref.

Sam's team, the Jellyfish, gathered in a steady huddle.

"Ok guys, play as jubilant as you can against this brilliant team. We really need this win to secure first place" said Sam's coach.

As Sam turned to go onto the field, he saw a steep, painful Sneech in the middle of the field. Several people screamed loudly and one clear man pulled a Katana out of his coat and pointed it at the Sneech's head.

After just 10 minutes, some of the parents had the Sneech tied to the chain-link fence that Sam had been shooting at earlier.

"Should we reschedule this fruity game?" the coaches asked one-another.

"THE GAME MUST GO ON!" yelled the referee. "OR ELSE THIS GOES AS A LOSS ON BOTH OF YOUR RECORDS!"

Sam played as plentiful as he had ever played juking guys out and showering the goalie in hard shots. At halftime, the score was 6,329-6,328 with the jellyfish in front. The strong rain was really coming down. In the second half Sam scored 8 goals, his last coming with just 30 seconds left for the winning goal.

After his team had congratulated him, and he and his mom were getting in the faithful Lamborghini, they saw the golden Sneech escape and eat the glassy referee in just one gulp.

"I would have to say, this has been the most exciting game of the season." said his mom as she pulled out of the parking lot.

Thanks to Jordan Parry for his adjectives, verbs, nouns, adverbs, numbers, preposition, and awsome weapon.