

“Please control that dog,” the referee told Gran.

Selby tugged on her lead and barked at the referee. “Did you see that?”īut the referee said that it had been an accident. “Hey!” yelled Finn, as Joe lay on the ground. The next time the ball came towards them, the big boy stuck out his foot and tripped Joe up. It made it really difficult for Joe to play well. After that, whenever the referee wasn't looking in their direction, the big boy would give Joe a shove. Maybe there had been too many players in the way. But the referee didn't seem to have noticed. Joe hoped the referee would show the boy a yellow card. All the breath was knocked out of Joe, and the ball went off the pitch. He was about to pass it when a big boy from the other team crashed into him. Poor Gran looked close to being pulled in two! Selby was pulling hard on her lead, and Bella was jumping up and down. Joe was pleased to see that Gran was keeping tight hold of Selby and Bella. Gran and Bella waved at Joe as he ran onto the field. The dogs barked at Selby and Selby barked back. There were lots of kids getting ready, and lots of parents standing at the side to watch. He gave some of his toast to Selby when Gran wasn't looking. On Saturday morning Joe found it hard to eat breakfast, he was so nervous. You never could be sure what she might do! “Of course, I'll have to bring Bella and Selby too.” But when she heard, she said she would take Joe to the football match instead. Gran had made plans to take them for a long walk with her dog, Selby, on Saturday morning. She often looked after Joe and Bella when Mum and Dad were busy. You see, Dad and I are away, and you and Bella are going to stay with Gran.” “But – oh dear – I'm not sure you can play this weekend. Joe felt so excited that he couldn't wait to tell Mum and Dad. “How would you like to play for the school team this weekend?” asked Mr Burton. Then one day at break time, when Joe was playing football with his friends, Mr Burton, the football coach, came over. But maybe because he was small for his age, he never got chosen. “I wish I could be on the school team,” Joe told his friend, Finn. She usually missed the ball when she tried to kick it. He played it with his friends at school, in the park with his dad on weekends, and sometimes he even played it with his little sister, Bella, in their back garden.
