Meine Geschichte (Name noch nicht gefunden)

[Future]

1.

„Aaahhh, damm!“ Marc was angry. The pitch was wet, so that the ball was hard to get. But anyway, a goalkeeper doesn’t like it, if he has one hand on the ball but the ball is coming into the net. But he can’t think about that for longer, the match will be continued in the next seconds. The forward of the other team celebrated the goal for a short time with his teammates, but now the referee is showing into the middle of the pitch again.
Marc clapped his hands together. “Come on, we still have more than 60 minutes!”, he shouted.

Yes, never give up, that was one strange of the FC Leinfelden. The team was known that they could shoot in the last minute the important goal. Nico came to him. “Sorry, it was my mistake”, he said. “No, it was just bad luck, that’s all”, Marc answered.

It was a hard match. Both teams, the FC Leinfelden and the TuS Degerloch did a great job. After the goal, Degerloch tried to make the next goal and Leinfelden tried to make the 1:1. A nice passing about Seven stations made the 1:1 one minute before the halftime. At least, both teams had a good defense and it ended with 1:1. Also Marc was more happy than before, in the second halftime he cleared two very dangerous situations. He went to the other goalkeeper, shaked his hand, congratulated the guy who made the first goal and went into the dressing room without talking to anyone else. In the dressing room he put his dress out – the gloves and his yellow jersy with the blue number one more carefully than his shoes, socks and his schorts. Than he took out his shower gel and his deodorant and went into the showers Yes, everyone is talking in the first minutess after the match and in the first minutes in the locker room. That he can be mostly alone while taking a shower was one reason that he didn’t talk much after a match – the other reason was that he comes down after a shower, the aggressive feeling, which many football players are getting while a match is going out of him while he is standing under the water. After five mins under the water, he took his towel, dried hisself and took his boxer shorts on again. Just two more persons came into the shower while he was taking his shower but the dressing room was now very noisy. He went into his place in the corner – next to his best friend Alex on one side, and to Toni, the Italian midfielder. “Nice match people” he said to the two.
“Yes,but we didn’t win.”, Toni answerd.
“Yes, but Degerloch is one of our biggest rivals in the league.”, Marc explained.
“That’s true man.”, Toni said and took some water out of his bottle.
“Marc, what are you doing on Wednessday evening?”, Alex asked him.
“Depends on…"
“We wanna watch the Champions-League match, in the soma.”
“Sounds nice, who is coming?”
“Luca, Sascha, Nico, Ron and me. Toni, what about you?”
“Of course.”, said Toni.
“Ok, I will come too.”, said Marc.
“Ok, at 8:30 pm.”
“I’ll be there."

Marc was drinking a lot of Powerrade before he left. He took his bag and went to his father who waited at the tribunes. His parents are watching each match. Of course, nearly all parents are watching the matches of their children.
“Nice match, Marc.” His Father said.
“Yes, well done.” His mother agrreed.
“Well, it was one of the better matches, but these Adidas-Balls are so bad if the pitch is wet.” Marc said.
“Is there such a difference between the balls?”, his mother asked.
“Yes, there is.”
But don’t worry Marc, everyone said that you are as good as usual.” His father said.

2.

While the drive to home, allthough the match was just a walk of thee minutes his father took the car, Marc thought. He was now 15 years old and since three monthes he went to a business school to become a better graduation. But what would be after that less than two years? Then he would make an appranticeship. The time with a job will become very hard. If he would work for eight to nine hours per day, he wouldn’t have so much time for training anymore. But that is all in the future. Now he is the capitain of the U-16 team of the FC Leinfelden. The team is respected by all other teams who are in the same league. And he is respected for his g-o-a-l-k-ee-p-ing (keine Ahnung warum es anders Zensiert wird) by everyone and in the team respected as a good capitain who is looking that everyone is fine, and that noone is breaking the rules. One rule of that is for example, that noone is allowed to somke. Of the sponsor of the team, a bank where Nico’s dad was in a very high position, was paying him for each match he is playing in 30€ plus 15 for each won match. He got the same like all other players and he earned also some money with babysitting all two weeks.

[Bela.B]

Der Start der Geschchte ist dir schon mal sehr gut gelungen.

[Stetti]

Fängt super an, die Geschichte, auf jeden Fall interessant.
Und vor allem sehr gut und verständlich geschrieben. Und mein Englisch ist wirklich nicht das beste (erst seit der 7. Klasse, da Latein als 1. Fremdsprache gewählt und dann nur Noten zwischen 3 und 4).

[Future]

Alex was riding his bike from the stadium to home. For sure his parens have been inhe stadium, but he is gone my bike to the stadium, so he had to drive it back again.
He was the number 10 in the team, he had to make the final pass to the forwards. He wasn’t a leading person like Marc or Sascha are. But he is the best on his position, and everyone in the team knows it. His father was from Nigeria, but he left his mother before he was born. He has to younger step-sisters and one step-father. He and Marc were the best friends. Well, he don’t miss anything. But he was still angry about the match, he could make the important goal, but he didn’t hit the goal. Anyway, the team played nice and the team was n a nice place in the classment.
As he came home, he was trying to phone his girlfriend. But as he phoned her and they said each other how they missed each other he asked her if they should meet. But she said him that she had too much homework to do.

Simon was the right winger and he lived in the west of Leinfelden. As he ame home he put his jersy with the number 8 in the box for the dirty clothes and then he was prepairing hisself for meeting Debra. Debra was the girlfirend of Alex and they had an affair for longer than 3 months. He didn’t told anyone in the team because many people were good freinds with Alex and if they would know about they may wanted to tell him. Of course he had also many friends, but if hey would know about they would hold to the guy who was cheated.
It started just as he helped Debra for her school work in German, but while they were in his room he was watching her breasts and as she was realising that he was liking her body she was getting that waht she was missing at Alex. He was a little bit more aggressive. He was saying what he was thinking. Aley was ruled by her. She had always to say what he must do and what they would do. She was so nerved by that.
After that they felt both guilty about it, but one week later they met again. And now they met each other three times and more a week. Not just for having nice nights, they also went to the cinema together and did many other things together. Alex didn’t knew about the life of them.

On the way home was Toni thinking about the match. He was from Italy and came to Germany six years ago. He was in the defending midfield, and if he hadn’t pass wrong, they didn’t made the goal. But Marc was right. They played against a very good team and could all be happy that they didn’t lose.
He was living in Stuttgart-Degerloch, a part in the south of Stuttgart. His parents didn’t came to the match, but his sister and her boyfriend did. She drived them back home.
“Nice match Toni.”, Fabio, her boyfriend, said.
“Thank you.”, he said resignated.
“Noone can always win.”
“Yes...”
“Oh, come on, next time you will win again”, he smiled.
Now also Toni smiled “Yes, of course”.


3.

As Marc walked to the stadium next Tuesday. As team captain he had to be one of the first persons of the team who are at the training, and he is one of the last persons who left. As he walked arround the stadium to come to the locker rooms, one girl was stading at the gate to the pitch.
“Hello!”, she said.
“Hi”, Marc answered. Well, it was just a polite greeting, not more. In the locker room he took his traing stuff ut of the bag and changed clothes. Luca and Sascha, left winger and defender, have already been there.

“Hello guys!” Marc shouted and went to his place in the room.
“Have you seen Tonis sister Saturday?”, Luca laughed.
“Yes, she is so hot!”, Marc answered.
“Hurra on Tonis sister!”, Sascha said.
“How could that ugly guy have such a hot sister?”, Marc asked and laughed.
Ye, it was the running gag of them. No week was ending without just one talk about his sister. Now Toni came in.
“Hey guys, what’s up?”
“Not much.” Marc said. The thee guys tried to not laugh.
After a while, all people of the team ame into the room. It was one unwritten rule that noone went on the training field before the coach didn’t gave the signal for it.

The coach was Tomislav Vidkov. He was from Croatia and everyone called him “Tome” or “Thommi”. Tome was the owner of a small bar, the soma. After they dressed up all, Thommi and the team left to the fields. Mrac made a small view around the fild. He can’t say why he did that at each training, but he did it since he started with playing football.
What is that? There is the girl again. The same girl which has been infront of the stadium. But now he listened to the coach. Tomo explained the last match, what was good, what was bad. Marc just listened because he has to as captain. After Thommi stopped, he sent all players to a walk thoigh the wood next to the stadium. But Marc, and John, a guy who just made the sport because his mother told him to go into a sportsclub, went with the goalkeeper coach Valentin to the goal on one side of the pitch. “Bad luck girl, everyone is going away now.” Marc smiled to hisself. But the girl didn’t left. No, she changed her position to watch them better. Marc shaked his head to be more concentrated again. If he wouldn’t have his thoughts at the Footballs, he would get hit in his face very fast.
After 30 minutes the rest of the team came back to the pich again and they started with making some dribblings. Marc was now taking some weights and making his muscle training while Dirk got his special goalkeeper training. The girl still watched. As she saw that he looked to her, she smiled. He smiled back.
As the most people left the field, he made some more training. He always made more training than many of the other ppl in the team. He wanted to become better with each training. For sure he didn’t belive that he could become a professional player. But he wanted to become a well known goalkeeper at all footballers in that part of Stuttgart.

Wow, that girl must really have nothing to do.Marc smiled to hisself. After he finished with his training, Valentino told him that he would bring the training stuff, balls, a small band for training the muscles while trying to cath the ball and ome things like that. Marc walked to the seats. “Have you enjoied the training?”, he asked.
“Yes, it was nice.”, she answered.
“But why did you watched it one and a half hour?”
“Well, because I wanted to see your training. I saw some of your matches. You are playing good.”
“Thank you. I am becoming red soon., he laughed.
“It is true. And I saw you manytimes sitting in the soma.”
“You know much about me.”, he looked a little wondered.
“Don’t worry, I am not a dektektiv.”, she laughed. “I just saw you one time playing as I walked on the way next to the stadium and after two days I found you sitting and drinking a coffee. And well, I wanted to find out who you are.”
“Oh, I am happy to hear that.”, now he smiled more, if that was possible. “We could have a coffe or something like that if you want. Do you have time tomorrow?”, he asked.
“Oh, that would be so nice”, she looked really happy.
“At 4 pm?”
“Ok.”
“And, by the way, my name is Marc.”
“Oh, I am Sara.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“So see you tomorrow?”
“Yes. In the soma?”
“Ok, see you.”
On the way back he was happy. He didn’t went so much in discos or in bars. If you have to be in school o the next day or having a match at 11 am Saturdays you can’t stay long away from home. For sure, he was looking for girls, but he was very shy. On the pitch he was one of the loudest persons, but with girls it was a difference.And well, that girl looked not bad. No, she looked very nice.
As he came to the dressing room, only Seven other players were in it. Mostly the people who are mostly longer in the training. “Oh Marc, you got a girlfriend!”, Luca shouted.
“Jealious?”, Marc answered tough.
“No, I just wanna congratulate you.”
“Thank you.”
Marc went after the training home, dresses short up and went to the soma again to watch the match with the other guys. The match which was shown was Liverpool against Juventus Turin. Many people of the team wanted that Juventus win, but Liverpool got also much fans in the team. At least Liverpool won with 2:1. Liverpool wasn’t one of the best teams in the Premier League, but in the Champions League was Liverpool always one of the favorite Teams.

[Future]

Danke für die netten Kommentare bisher

After a boring day in school, he couldn’t wait to come to the soma. He was a little bit nervous. He took on one of his best shirts and he took a little bit too much deodorant. He came ten minutes before four o’clock. “Yo, Marc!”, Tome shouted.
“Hi!”
“You get a Latte Macchiato, like always?”
“I am not sure what I wanna drink. I will tell you, ok?”
“All right!”
After seven minutes, Sara came in. Marc was sitting at the table next to the door. “Hi Marc.”, she said.
“Hi, how are you?”
“Oh, I am fine, thank you. What about you?”
“Oh, I am good too, thank you. What do you wanna drink?”
“Oh, I would take a Cappuchino. What about you?”
“I will also take one. Tome, two Cappuchino, please!” He shouted the last sentence to his trainer, who made a sign with his hand to show that he heared the order.
“So, tell me about you, Sara.”, Marc said. Her name was Sara and she had a latin look, he didn’t knew more about her. “I don’t know much about her, but I have much to speak with her.”, he thought to hisself.
“O, what should I say? My family is coming from the Algarve, it is in the south of Portugal. Do you know the Algarve?”
“I havn’t been there before, but I saw some pictures of it. It lookes beautiful.”, Marc answered. She was happy.
After 20 minutes, they drnk their coffees, and as Sara took out her wallet of her handbag, Marc was saying: “Come, let me do that.”
“No, I don’t want you to invite me.”
“Ok, what do you think about this? I will pay for now, and you will pay the next time?”
“Ok.”
Marc didn’t say that he just had to pay for her – players of Tomes team got coffe and softdrinks for free.
Both smiles much. They liked each other much. And so said Marc: “What do you think about a walk now?”
“Oh, that would be nice.”
They walked for one hour till they said goodbye to each other. At least, he knew that Sara came from Portugal, had one older brother and one older sister, was the doughter of a car mechanic and a nurse, was a big football fan of Benfica Lissabon, liked in Germany no special team, went to the realschool in Leinfelden and lived one street next to Marc.
He told her that he would babysit (she was happy that he liked children), his father was airplane mechanic and his mother a cashier in a supermarket, he went to the businews school, had heared about the top three football clubs of Portugal (FC Porto, Sporting and Benfica Lissabon), his favorite club was Schalke 04, but his favorite players were Oliver Kahn and Thorsten Frings and some more things he thought that they were interesting. They wanted too meet each other tomorrow again, after his training. Marc was happy to see her again, she was a very nice girl, but he was a little nervous because he didn’t know what to talk with her more. If he should tell something and didn’t know what to say he would say some silly things for sure.

She didn’t watched the training, but she waited at the main entery of the dressing rooms. Marc asked her what they should do, and because they didn’t had better Ideas, they had a walk again. On the way they walked to Marcs house, that he could bring his sportsbag in the hose. Marc was thinking about bringing her into the flat, but he thought that it would go too far at the second date. So he laughed “Sorry, but I am a little embreased because of my untidy room.”.
After the walk, they said goodbye to each other on the same place like the last day. “What do you think about meeting us tomorrow?”, Sara asked.
“Yes, but I have to babysit at 8pm. What do you think about a biking-trip?”
“That would be nice, but I am afraid I am not fit enough for you.”
“oh, don’t be afraid, I will make it slowly.”, Marc promised, “It is important to do it everyday, not to do it fast.”
“Ok, so when should we meet?”
“At 4 pm?”, Marc asked.
“4:30 would be nicer.”
“Ok, do we wanna meet us here?”
“Ok.”
“And what do you think about going to the cinema on Saturday?”, Marc asked her.
“Oh, brilliant idea.”, she really liked the idea. “Which film do you wanna watch?”
“Oh, it doesn’t matter to me. What would you like.”
“Let me think about in this night.”
“Ok, so see you tomorrow.”
“Yes, bye.” They kissed each other on the cheaks. Marc could really feel the happieness rising in him.

On the next day, Sara and Marc met each other five minutes before the time. Nobody wanted to be too late. “Do you wanna go to the match tomorrow? We will play in Vaihingen.”, Marc started, after they said hello to each other.
“Ohm that would be nice.”
“I am afraid I will be there two hours before the match will start. But I can tell you how to go there.”
They rid their bikes arround the fields between Leinfelden and Echterdingen, they drove on each way minimum two times, it was impossible to not do it if they wanted to drive longer than 30 minutes. After 45 minutes, the half of the time they wanted to drive, they made a break. Marc put two water bottles out of his bagpack and gave her one. She was really surprised that he thought about it. “I don’t want that you get problems with your body. It is importnt to drink while doing any kind of sports.”, he said to her.
He couldn’t help hisself, he really liked the girl. But why did she wanted to be with him, not with other boys? She was really beautiful and she wouldn’t have any problems to get most of them.
Also Sara was thinking. Marc was such a handsome boy, he looked nice. Not that kind of guy who made some really crazy things with his hair, he just took a little bit hair gel and it looked good. And he wa also so good to her. He really respected her, she couldn’t remember that she had seen a guy like him before.
After five minurtes, they started again with biking. After 45 minutes they stopped. “Thank you, it is much nicer to bike with you than just with the I-pod.”, Marc said.
“Thank you.”, she laughed.
“So, in what for a film do you want to go tomorrow?”
“Oh, umm.”, She was really embreassed.
“Come on, tell me.”
“What do you think about the love inside of me?”
“Um, I didn’t heared of it. What is it about?”
“It is about a men who lost his family at 11th September and found a friend of his time at the univerity. And the friend tried to help his friend to come over it.”
“Oh, that is really nice.” Marc was really intrested in the movie.
They told each other that they would go home to Leinfelden with each other and that they would talk on the way back when they would go to the cinema. Marc would also look in which cinemas the movie would be shown.

Marc’s parents would aks for sure who that girl would be if they would meet each other at the stadium and Sara was right as she thought that they would make some questions about. So they said that they would meet infront of a bank on the way to the S-Bahn station. And they also gave their numbers to each other, how funny that they haven’t made that earlier, but both just forgot.
As Marc came home, he took a shower and told his parents that he would meet somene of his class after the match. They said that they would come to the match anyway and that Marc could gave his sportsbag to them, so that they could take it with them. Marc went to the office and watched the cinema websites in the internet. After that he prepaired his sportsgbag.

On Saturday 8:13 am, Marc and Alex met in the S-Bahn on the way to the stadium. They would be two hours at the stadium before the match would start – so their parents don’t bring them. They had an unwritten rule, in a football team are many unwritten rules, that they first start talking about the match if every team member is wearing is match or training dress. Marc didn’t want to tell Alax about Sara. Marc wasn’t sure what it was with her so he didn’t told him. They started talking about their school life. As they arrived at the stadium, they met Tome and Sascha. “The guest-rooms are in that direction. They are signd with FC Leinfelden.”, he said. “I will meet you in 20 minutes.”
Everyone had to be at the stadium one and a half hour before the macth started. That was a rule and who comes to late had to pay a punishment and would not play in the match. Marc as captain and Sascha as vice were normaly the guys who are at first at the stadium. Just to give an good example.
As Marc and Alex came into the room and they went to two places in the end of the room. Sascha had his bag on a place in tzhe middle of the room. It wasn’t a modern stadium, the banks of wood in the dressing rooms were nearly thirty years old, and they looked like it. “We are the number one”, was standing on one. Or “Don’t take the life to serious, you won’t survife it anyway.”. Marc took his stuff out of the sportsbag and took all on the place Many ppl in the team left their stuff at the bag until they need it. But Marc can’t say why, he put everything on the bank. At least, he hung off his Jersy about his place. Then he sit next to each other on the place and changed his clothes for the training.
While for while everyone came into the dressing room. Marc went with Valentino and John on the pitch, 50 minutes before the match would start. The other players would come five minutes later. They made all the normal warm up and after 20 minutes they went into the room again. Thirts minutes to the start. Marc needed the ten minutes before the other people would come into the room. No he had time fore hisself. Not long and he would stay in his goal and watch the whole time the white ball and one mistake, one small mistake could be the reason that they lost the match. Marc knew that, but he didn’t thought much about that. He wouldn’t lose, he would win.He was the best. That was one trick of Marc. Don’t think about the things, happened after a bad match. Just think about the things which will happen if you play good. He turned on his I-Pod and turned Nelly Furtado’s forca on. He had a few songs who are made him ready for the match. That was one of them.
The other persons came into the room. While everyone was changing and turning on the match clothes Tome hold the speech before the match.“Ok folks, the same tactic like last match. Try to attack on the wings, Alax, you will try to pass to everyone. If there is no space on the wings you will take the ball and try to bring the forwards in a good position. And now go on, hit them against the wall!”, he shouted. Marc took his gloves and put them it in his shorts. He would take them on on the way to the goal. Then he took the captain-band and band it on his right arm. He left the door at first, then Sascha, the vice captain, and then the wole team, defenders first, the midfielders and then the forwards. Marc shaked hands with the captain and the goalkeeper of Vaihingen, and then the referee blow into the wistle and both teams walked on the field. The applouse wasn’t noisy, but it was there as the two teams, Leinfelden in the normal white jersys, Vaihingen in the black ones. As Marc was running to his goal he was searching for Sara on one of the seats. As he saw her on one of the highest seats watching to him, he nicked his head to say her hello. She smiled and nicked also to him.
The match started slow. Both teams just passed to each other and wantet to find a mistake of the other team. Well, no work for Marc till that ime. But then a mistake on Leinfeldens left side, a passing into the penalty area, and Marc jumed to cath the ball. Not spectacular at all, Marc did that many times and he was trained in it. But then he shot the ball ton the right wing, two passings, Luca used his head and it was 0:1 for Leinfelden. The team was happy.
Leinfelden was now playing more aggressive and the forwards of the other team tried to make wide shots. At least the teams went in the halftime in the locker room with 0:1, but everyone saw that Leinfelden was the much better team. Marc had some really difficult situations, but just a goalkeeper with bad experance would be beaten by it.
In the second half, Leinfelden played for the second goal and Vaihingen was just on their side of the field. The defenders and Marc didn’t had much to do. Alax and Ron, the second forward, made the 0:2 and 0:3.
The Referee blowed the whistle and the match was over. Marc did very nice work in the first half, but he was nearly out of work except some passes in the second half. Marc and the whole team was happy. He clapped with Sascha, Nico, Toni, Luca, Alex and Ron, his best mates in the team, and went to the goalkeeper of the other team to shake hands.
In the locker room and the shower was a nice party. Everyone as haapy after that high win. But Marc took the shower fast and also changed his clothes fast. He told Alex a goodbye and shouted the same to the other members while he was standing in the door. Then he went out of the door and rand to the meeting point he would meet Sara.

[Paulianer]

Gefällt mir bisher. Das Englisch ist zwar teilweise etwas hakelig und falsch, aber das stört kaum.

[Future]

Das Englisch ist zwar teilweise etwas hakelig und falsch, aber das stört kaum.

*schäm*... naja, ich möchte irgendwann ins englischprachige Ausland. Meinst du die Fehler gehen beim Leben da weg?

Aber danke für das Lob, morgen kopiere ich die nächsten Teile

[Timmey1106]

*schäm*... naja, ich möchte irgendwann ins englischprachige Ausland. Meinst du die Fehler gehen beim Leben da weg?

Aber danke für das Lob, morgen kopiere ich die nächsten Teile

Das gibt sich von alleine. Übung macht den Meister xD. Wenn ich dir einen kleinen Tipp geben darf dann übersetze Stürmer als Striker, das passt in dem Zusammenhang besser.