Gracie
#I'll sleep all day,
out all night #
#I don't think
#You don't think it's showing #
I'm hearing reservations.
Ten yards out, for you?
Come on, man. It's like
hitting the side of a barn.
Come on, Johnny. We're late.
All right.
So then, let's sweeten the pot.
We'll back it up to twenty,
and I won't be the shooter.
My sister will be.
What? Her?
Me?
Yeah.
Five bucks says it's so cake,
even my sister can do it.
There's no way I can hit that.
She says she can't do it.
No, look.
What's she doing?
Flip-flops.
Well, so, take 'em off.
#... all your plans #
What you tryin'
to hand me?
Five bucks. One shot.
And the chick's
gonna shoot barefoot?
Her name's Gracie.
Yeah, whatever.
You're on.
It's your money.
Okay, see the target?
Yeah.
You don't want to
look at the target.
You want to keep
your ankle locked...
and your toes pointing down.
- Got it.
- Right. Okay, good.
So when you strike the ball...
you want to make solid contact
with your instep here.
You're gonna follow
through the target.
All right, come on, man.
Let's go.
Okay. Now, your plant foot...
you want
to keep even with the ball...
and then your kicking foot
is gonna go over the ball.
It's too much to remember.
Just wait till you're ready
You can do anything.
Fun game. What's it called?
#Don't look back,
a new day is breaking #
#It's been too long #
Here.
#Since I felt this way
I don't mind #
Johnny, here.
Johnny.
#Today is the day #
Come on, come on.
Over here. Whoops.
#I'm much too strong
not to compromise #
Johnny. Here.
Whoa.
Barefoot?
Never a doubt in my mind.
You owe me a pair of flip-flops.
Let's go.
Get back. Get back.
Sh*t.
Come on. You got to move
your feet faster.
Mike, catch up.
Cross over. Get moving.
That's it. That's it.
Where the hell were you?
I took off overtime hours.
Peter and your brothers made it.
All right, Johnny.
Let's go. Pass and shoot drill.
I'll be the goalie.
Mike, Daniel, get in the goal.
Hustle, hustle.
Here you go, Peter.
I want clean passes.
That's it.
And shot.
All right, Johnny, let's see it.
And shot.
That's it. That's it.
I could shag balls.
Peter, get it to him.
Oh, your mom
was calling you before.
Shoot, Johnny.
That's it. What a shot.
Good left foot.
Here, honey.
Paper says
you're gonna beat Kingston.
They're gonna take State.
It's a done deal.
No, no, no.
Johnny will take 'em down.
They're animals.
They're bigger.
They're stronger.
How's that view
from the bench?
It's better than yours
from the stands.
You gotta want it more, Johnny.
Here, Dad.
But they've got the giant.
But he can't play soccer.
He just knocks
everybody over. No skills.
This is our year.
Can we talk
about something else, please?
There is nothing else.
Oh, really?
We should play a 4-4-2 and
double-team that guy McMann?
And you read that
on what cereal box?
Daniel.
Questions give the impression
one is interested.
And you're not interested?
To what she says?
Girls lose their brains
when their b*obs grow.
Then Grace must be really smart.
You guys
both took four meatballs.
Fill that for her.
We played. She didn't.
It's not like
you eat here every night...
just because the food's good.
All right, fine.
It's her pick then.
Take what you want, Grace.
I'll take this one.
And I'll have this
for maximum boob growth.
Elmer's hungry, huh?
Tell him that
and he never will.
You stretch out?
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah.
Well, don't stretch out too
fast, so you don't cramp up.
Is Johnny still
polishing his cleats?
It's been almost
an hour already.
He does it for luck.
He does it because
he's afraid to lose.
Could have
some rain tonight.
You know what they do
in baseball, of course.
They roll out a tarp
and everybody goes...
to the locker room
and put their street clothes on.
Not in soccer, you know,
you just play through...
and in football
they just keep stopping.
You stretch out yet?
Yeah, Dad. Yeah.
Well, do it again
before the game starts...
and just do it slow.
You don't want to cramp up.
Maybe they'll call it off.
All right,
let's play some offense here!
- Go! Let's go!
- To the side.
Watch where you're goin'!
Look for him, Johnny.
Look for him. He's open.
Good hustle, Johnny!
Come on!
Let's go.
Coming your way.
Hey.
What are you doing?
You don't even like soccer.
I'm here for Donny...
Teddy...
and Kyle.
All right, let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!
Move the ball!
Move the ball!
Move it! Move it! Move it!
Pass it to Johnny!
There it is! There it is!
Yes!
Yeah!
- Yeah!
- Whoo!
For you.
Why won't you go out with him?
You should.
Never said I didn't.
I mean, come on, the only guy
hotter is, like, your dad.
I'm just kidding.
Your dad is old.
Pick up your man!
That's it!
Yeah!
Pick up the giant!
Pick him up! Pick him up!
Yeah!
He walked in there!
Yeah!
That's one.
That's it? We lost?
No, we're going
into penalty kicks.
Get 'em!
All right, let's go.
All right, all right,
all right.
Yes!
Chuck! Chuck!
Kingston! Kingston!
Kingston! Kingston!
Yeah!
Did Kingston win?
No.
They have the go-ahead goal.
If we don't score, we lose.
Let's go. Let's go.
Come on, now.
Shoot 'em dead, Johnny.
Miss it!
Come on, Johnny!
Wait till you're ready.
- You can do anything.
- You can do anything.
Kingston! Kingston!
Kingston! Kingston!
Kingston!
Hey, is he in there?
Last one.
Hey.
Did Dad send you?
No.
You're not supposed
to be in here.
Your team's waiting.
It was supposed to go in.
I put it right there.
I blew it.
''You know what, son?
''You win as a team
and you lose as a team.''
Yeah, screw Dad.
You know what? You're right.
Yeah, I did. Big time.
Come on. Let's go.
Love you.
Come on, Johnny.
Let's roll.
A drunk driver.
He was pulled from the car.
Where's Johnny?
Which hospital is he in?
Lindsay, Johnny didn't make it.
I'm gonna get my purse.
Lindsay, Johnny didn't make it.
No!
Oh, no!
No! No!
Aah!
What color was the car?
It's the Walker's car.
It's maroon.
How fast was it going?
I don't know.
What if somebody
asks something?
Tell them the truth,
that he died in a car accident.
What if they want details?
There are no details.
He died instantly.
He didn't see it coming.
And dying doesn't hurt.
Was there lots of blood?
No. No more questions, okay?
Hey, Peter, come on in.
Do we have to go?
Yes. Everybody goes today...
and tonight.
You're taking
your grandpa, okay?
Here, Dad.
The most improved
junior varsity player...
this year with 15 assists...
Neil Nielson.
Come on up here, Neil.
Congratulations.
Thanks, Mr. C.
We're all proud of you, son.
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