Halloween Tale

Excerpt #3 from
The Tales of Raul

As I walked through the forest of the tribes of teams I saw the fires, heard laughter and screams. I approached the first festival and as I came near, I could see the coach stand on the table with the title and cheer. The parents danced around and chanted his name. Like a god of soccer they lavished him with praise, he adored in the glory I thought how insane.

Deeper in the forest I could see the fires of the teams. At the next stood the coach he was mad and mean. He screamed at the parents and players, none dared look at his face "to finish in second they should be ashamed and disgraced.” As they cowered to the ground I turned to see the fires of the others I headed their direction with a shake and a shudder.

I trudged through the forest to squad number three where the mood was much better and there was more glee. They spoke of the players and goals of the team I wondered is this a celebration or just a dream. Further down the trails to the valley of doom where the team moods were somber and gloom. The parents all whispered and the humor was all grim and the coaches talked of future and smiled with a grin. The future was it lost without the happiness of wins. I wondered in the spring would they gather again.

Alas I approached the camp of team number ten. It was a gala event of happiness and sin. They tied to the stake the creature known as the coach, as she tried to scream they fed her a roach. They parents shouted loud as they could all scream “She must be a witch; we should cut off her head." "Yes throw her to the ditch, leave her for dead.” Yet another cried “She is truly a witch we will burn her at stake, she failed at her job, give her no break." The one who was chosen to bring down the beast started the fire that started the feast. The parents all cheered as the flames grew tall, this was more than a team party it was a ball. They sang and danced and called out her name they had burnt the creature and would win some games. They screamed and hollered and howled at the moon. Victories would come quick and they would come soon. The one who was appointed to bring down the beast plucked out her eyes and said with a sneer “We will get a new beast for the New Year.” They held up their steins filled with her blood and let out a cheer and all stood and hugged. As he opened his mouth to pluck in the eye he howled full of pride, "the beast will die." As he ate the last eye and said with a grin “We will get a new coach and we will win”. The parents all cheered and called for the roast of the beast, it lasted all night a glorious feast. As they finished the meat from her fingers and toes, savored the taste and tossed the bones I shuttered as I passed wondering just why, was it justified for the beast to burn and die?

I watched as the goblins, ghosts and demons all trembled and hid, afraid for their lives, eyes filled with tears, for it was the parents of TXSOCCER.NET they all truly feared. But alas don’t be afraid it’s an annual rite, the end of fall season is a terrible fright. But don’t be afraid there is nothing to fear after all its,

Halloween

Oh my if you have you written other tales I hope they are not as awful.

Meow.

I've got one scarier. Players fighting on the field! Has the video been posted on youtube yet?