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Suwu shepherd
Author: The last bus at West Station
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Updated 2006-2-1314: 53: 00 words: 299 1
If I have lost my memory, I can say that my life began at the age of 20.
At that time, I was a strong man with a sly smile. Because there is no justifiable reason to consume my androgen, I always do things that normal people can't understand, such as playing football all day after the night shift.
The usual position is the striker, but it often appears in the position of the defender, because the defender can shovel people and the striker can only be shoveled. When I saw my opponent running towards me with the ball, I felt inexplicably excited. I soon figured out whether to fly the shovel or stick it to the ground, and then I rushed up and pointed my foot at the place where he couldn't avoid it.
Because I have read a physics class and know what inertia is, I know exactly where he can't avoid. Depending on his speed, direction, etc. This position may be in his feet, waist and head, but it will never be in the gear position, because that position is too narrow and it is easy to get stuck with a sprained foot.
Because I have this knowledge of physics, the other team members are all around me, which gives me a lot of time to run. They would rather pass the ball back to the midfield, the midfield to the defender and the defender to the goalkeeper. No one passed the ball to the goalkeeper, so he pretended to drink on the sideline and ignored the ball.
Because of my knowledge of physics, everyone quit later. They suggested that I be a goalkeeper. As we all know, if I am a goalkeeper, they can hide in a safe range and calmly consider whether to volley me or shoot me. As for my defender, he will never help me. This is also because we are all a mob, and every time we draw lots to decide the team, this time with me, there may be no next time. Of course, this way can't cultivate feelings.
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