Future Queens of England (50 page)

The umpires looked over and saw Tony lying on the floor clutching himself.  Lex took the ball and charged towards the goal, she sailed past Team Queens as they made their way over to check on Tony and she flicked the ball past Hugh’s head into the top corner of the net.
 
She turned and raised her hockey stick in celebration.

The umpire in the home side blew his whistle, “Disallowed!” he called above the booing.  He looked over at the umpire in the away side and shouted, “I smell a rat.” 

“Disallowed?  Disallowed? Are you crazy?” Lezzy Lex screamed at him waving her hockey stick at him wildly.

Silently he took out his notepad and wrote down her number then raised his hand and issued her a yellow card.
 
Team Queens’ supporters let out a cheer.
 
The umpires looked over at Carol who stood there with a guilty expression and conferred for a moment before walking over to her and presenting her with a yellow card.

“You cannot be serious!” Lex cried in anguish.  “I can’t believe this.”

Carol glared at Lex, “This is your fault!  We’ll be having words later.”  She stormed off to the sidelines and threw down her hockey stick.

Meanwhile
,
Ben ran over to Tony with his medical kit.  “Let me through, let me th
r
ough,” he said
, pushing
past the players
who were
crowded around Tony.  He crouched down next to him, “Right, back up and give me some room.”  The players duly stepped back as requested.  Tony writhed in pain and rocked back and forth in the foetal position.
  B
en put his hand onto Tony’s shoulder and tried to steady him, “Where does it hurt?”

Tony grunted and pointed down.
 
Ben nodded, he took some oil from his medical bag and rubbed it into his hands.  He clapped his hands together and rubbed them to warm the oil up. 

“Hold him down,” he ordered. 

Tony’s team mates bent down and gripped Tony firmly, they pulled him out of the foetal position and stretched his legs out. 

“Relax Tony,” Ben said softly, “this might feel a bit strange.”  Ben reached down and squeezed Tony’s thigh firmly with both hands. 
He
squealed in pain and his body tensed.  His team
-
mates fought to keep him stretched out in order to let Ben work his magic.  He gently felt around for the centre of the pain, he judged this from Tony’s reactions. 

Finally
,
he spoke, “I’ve got it.  Luckily she missed his family jewels but it looks like she hit him pretty hard.”

The home umpire stepped forward, “Can you continue with play?”

“Just give me a few moments and I’ll try and relieve the pain.”  He began to massage Tony’s thigh and Tony quickly began to relax
,
eased slightly.  Ben pushed his thumbs into the pressure points and the pain subsided dramatically.  “You’re going to be pretty swollen and badly bruised, but you should be okay to play.”

Tony winced as he sat himself up, “Thanks.  Let me get my breath and we can play on.”

“There’s one more thing that might help,” Ben said as he slid his thumbs underneath the hem of Tony red shorts as he probed for another pressure point.

Tony quick
ly
raised his knees, “That’s
far
enough, I’ll be alright.”  He allowed Uwe and Keenan to pull him to his feet.  “Okay, let’s finish this
!
”

Ben retreated to the side lines again
,
and the team took their positions once more. 

Tony hobbled to the centre and faced her again.  “You’ve done everything you can to stop me, but I’m like the terminator, I’ll just keep on coming and coming.  Now let’s finish this once and for all.”

Lezzy Lex snarled at Tony
,
but before she had time to speak the whistle sounded.  Lex knew that she was three players down and had to give it everything she’d got. 
After the push back, s
he hit the ball hard past Tony and then sprinted after it, Tony limped to intercept it, but his injury slowed him down.

Uwe dashed forward and chased after her and she dribbled towards the goal.  The away team’s attackers flooded into Team Queen’s half and were instantly marked by the home side.  Uwe caught up with Lex and engaged her in battle.  Her face contorted
,
as she
fought valiantly
to keep control of the ball
,
and to get past Uwe as he bore down hard on her.   Then the opportunity came and Uwe scooped the ball from out of her grasp with his stick and made his dash. 

Lex cursed and hooked his leg from under him in a last desperate attempt to stop him.  Uwe crashed to the floor but the ball rolled on.

“Foul,” came the cry.

But Lex protested, “I was going for the ball and he ran into my stick.”

“Play on!” called the umpire. 

“No way!” cried Keenan in dismay at the umpire’s decision.
 

Every player in Team Queens ran over to the umpire and began to protest.  The lesbian team joined them to provide a counter argument.

As the teams argued Hugh watched on from his goal mouth and saw the ball roll freely and then come to a stop just ten metres in front of him.  He looked left and right to see who would take the ball, but no one made a move.  He took a deep breath and lifted up his helmet onto the top of his head.  He waddled toward the ball in all his goalie padding and hit it another ten metres towards his opponents’ half.  Again
,
he trudged forward and repeated this pattern, unable to dribble effectively he moved the ball the only way he knew how. 

“Shit!” Lex cried pointing at Hugh.  “Get into position.” 

The teams stopped arguing and returned into their formation.

Hugh hit the ball again, sweating profusely under the weight of his protective clothing and found himself in the away team’s half.  His mouth was completely dry and it hurt to swallow.  He looked around frantically for someone to pass the ball to but there was no one in range.  He heard the thunder of her feet and turned to face Lezzy Lex.  She hurtled towards him preparing to make a challenge for the ball, but Hugh threw himself at her feet to protect the ball.  Unable to stop herself she tripped and toppled over him and came crashing down awkwardly onto the ground.  Hugh dragged himself to his feet and looked down at Lex who was clutching her knee and writhing in agony.

“Can he do that?” Keenan shouted over to Uwe.

Uwe shrugged, “Well, the umpire isn’t blowing the whistle so it must be legal.”

“Go Hugh!” Tony shouted.  “You can do it.  We believe in you.”

Aware of how little time and energy he had left
, but
spurred on by Tony’s words
,
he soldiered on.

The crowd cheered, whipped up into an uncontrollable frenzy and Hugh felt them wiling him on.  Bruce, Uwe, Keenan, Paul and the others fought hard to keep the away team at bay and to give Hugh the space to approach the goal.  Tony limped into the
l
esbian team’s half and did his best to remain parallel with Hugh.

Utterly exhausted
,
Hugh went deeper and deeper into his opponent’s half until all that lay in front of him was the goalie and the goal.  He was soaking wet from sweat and barely had the energy to take another step.

Kath, realising that Lex wasn’t getting back up, made the decision to attack.

“Quick
,
Hugh,” Bruce called they’re coming for you.

Tony signalled to Ben and called out, “Release the fag hags!” 

Ben nodded and from out of nowhere Belinda,
Yasmin
,
Stacy and the gaggle of fag hags streamed down the side lines of either side of the pitch towards the
l
esbian team’s goal.

The goalie stared on in confusion as the fag hags came to a halt.  They stopped as if waiting for a signal.

“Prepare yourself
,
Hugh!”  Tony called with authority.  “Fag hags, reveal yourselves!”

With that the girls began to shout over in unison to the goalie.  “Hey
,
which pair do you like best?”  Then
,
with
complete synchronicity
,
they took hold of the bottom of their jumpers and hoisted them right up to their necks to reveal their beautiful breasts. 

“Phwoar!”
Yvonne,
the goalie declared, her head whizzing from left to right as she checked them all out as the girls bounced up and down on the spot.

Kath
’s
pace slowed as
she
too became distracted by the fag hags display.

Lezzy Lex clambered back to her feet, wincing in pain and limped towards Hugh.
 
Hugh gritted his teeth and began his swing.

The fag hags jiggled from the side lines and gave the goalie a once in a life time spectacle.

Realising that she could not get to Hugh in time to stop him
,
Lex threw her hockey stick with all her might at him.  As fast as a bullet it whistled as it spun through the air at her target, but before it was due to make contact Tony leapt into the air and took the full force of it in the centre of his chest.  He fell to the ground winded, but still grinning defiantly at Lex.

The umpire raised his whistle to his lips to stop play, but lowered it when he saw that Lex’s last ditch attempt to disrupt the game had failed.

Hugh’s hockey stick made contact with the ball and he sent it spinning clumsily forward at an angle.  The distracted goalie made no effort to save it and Tony and the team held their breath as they prayed for it to find its target.

A clang rang out as the ball hit the side of the goal post, they waited with baited breath as it ricocheted along the goal line
,
before finally coming to a standstill behind the line. 

For a moment there was silence as both teams, umpires and supporters squinted to see which side of the line the ball was, even the fag hags stop
ped
jiggling and covered themselves up. 

The goalie
shouted
“Clit teasers,”
in anger
that the show was over so quickly and then looked down to see what everyone was staring at.  She saw the ball and kicked it
furiously
out of the goal
. 
“Hey, that’s not fair.  I wasn’t ready.”

The away team umpire blew his whistle to signify the end of the game and shouted, “Six
-
five to Team Queens!”

The noise was deafening as the home crowd erupted into applause and cheers.  They ran onto the pitch and lifted the players aloft and danced around the pitch with them on their shoulders in victory.

“We did it!” Tony called over to Uwe, who was being bounced around a little too much for his liking. 
“
We won!”

Uwe cupped his hands over his mouth like a megaphone, “Did you ever doubt it for a second?”