Soccerheads 2: Double Trouble

By Frank Bogna

The Soccerheads are back for season two. With a title to their name, they start with a bang but the addition of twins brings trouble. Double trouble. The team starts to break apart as the twins wreak havoc on Hammo and the others. Buck hits a truck just as Flicky Mickey joins the team with some much needed firepower. Sammy gets a promotion but then his job, the biggest job of his life looks impossible when their coach drops a bombshell.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Frank Bogna
• Release date: Nov 2, 2013
• ISBN: 9780987483126

Frank Bogna

Frank Bogna lives in Queensland, Australia with his wife, kids and many pets. He started writing the Soccerheads series of e-books three years ago. The stories are based on real kids and events, although they have been spiced up a bit with some crazy situations and characters. He has been coaching soccer for many years, and still plays (but not very well). He follows soccer with the Australian A-League, but likes to see the odd AC Milan or Chelsea game. His spare time is taken up coaching, writing, reading other author's books and trying to keep fit with his kids.

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Soccerheads 2: Double Trouble Frank Bogna

Published by Frank Bogna at Smashwords

© Copyright 2014 Frank Bogna

The right of Frank Bogna to be identified as author of this work has been asserted in accordance with the Australian Copyright Act 1968.

Series, illustration and design copyright 2014 by Frank Bogna

Cover design: Tom Marshall

Illustrations by Frank Bogna

Mention of specific organisations in this book does not denote endorsement by the publisher nor that the organisations endorse this book.

Thanks to a whole bunch of cool and awesome soccer mad kids led by Amy who checked out the book before publishing.

A special thanks to Louise for her editing work.

Other titles in the Soccerheads series:

Soccerheads

Soccerheads 2: Double Trouble

Soccerheads 3: At the Academy

Soccerheads 4: The climb back up

Table of Contents

Chapter 1 - The trouble starts

Chapter 2 - Futsal heads

Chapter 3 - First game

Chapter 4 - Where’s Ruff gone?

Chapter 5 - Double trouble again

Chapter 6 - Not those Snakes again

Chapter 7 - Giorgio’s words

Chapter 8 - Buck hits a truck

Chapter 9 - Double trouble gets sorted

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1.The trouble starts

Whack!

Hammo copped one in the back of the head. I was just behind him and saw everything.

‘Oooarrgggh. What the heck was that?’ he spluttered, not quite sure what to make of it all, wearing a twisted face saying ‘I’m not impressed.’

He started to get worked up, his nostrils flaring and ready to go a bit nutso.

We were in the middle of a pre-season training session and one of the twins from Brazil had smacked him in the back of the head.

She was running behind Hammo. Suddenly, she raised her hands and arms like a fighter jet coming behind the enemy, hovering left and hovering right, zooming in for the killer blow.

Whack! Clipping the back of his head under his shortly cropped hair, she flashed a grin from ear to ear.

Was it Milena or Rafaela?

No idea.

They were identical; same face, same freckles, same height, same knobbly knees. Something had to be different, but I couldn’t tell what; not yet anyway.

Hammo composed himself, figuring out what happened as he looked behind and probably wondered what he had done to deserve it.

I wanted to tell him the details, but Mr C called us in to explain the drill we had been practicing. We sat in the shade of a tree near pitch number two. I was only half listening as one of the twins started playing with Hammo’s hair; not whacking him now, but playing with his hair, all a bit sneakily and hidden out of view of Mr C.

What was this? First she smacks him and then she play’s with his hair? Hammo shooed her away with a wave of his hand.

‘Stop it,’ he muttered under his breath with gritted teeth, returning a deadly stare as they giggled behind him.

Mr C finished his instructions and sent us to fetch our drink bottles for a bit of rehydration.

‘I dunno know what’s going on,’ muttered Hammo.

‘First she whacks me and then she does that annoying play thing with my hair.’

Izzy was walking just behind. She knew what was up.

‘They like you Hammo…. Hammo Ammo,’ she finished off with a cheeky smile.

Hammo stopped, motionless and then dug his foot into the ground, grinding his boot studs into the grass as he turned around, his face a mixture of confusion, anger and a bit of embarrassment.

‘What, she likes me by hitting me? Then playing with my hair? Why doesn’t she make up her mind? Anyway, I don’t like girls.’

Izzy explained the obvious.

‘One of them is doing the hitting but the other one