Letter to a friend, describing a football match in which you were referee

{Your Address},

{City} {Pin Code}

{Date}

Dear {Your Friend Name},

          My advice to those who are about to act as football referees is-Don't! Why? Hear my sad story.

          We have here two local teams called the Brilliants and the Valiants. They are easily the best teams in the district and in every tournament the fight in the end is between these two. And when their blood is up, they both fight to win, by fair means or foul- mostly foul. Moreover, the town is divided into two bitterly opposed factions Brilliants and Valiants, who roll up, to the matches to cheer and jeer, and to see "fair" play.

          The game had not long begun, before I had to turn off one of the Brilliants for foul play. The team protested, the crowd roared and things looked ugly; but I stuck to my point, and they settled down. But they were sulky. Then the Valiants scored ; and the Brilliants looked sulkier still.

          But the fun began when I awarded the Valiants a penalty kick close to goal, by which they promptly scored again. Then all the Brilliants rushed on to the field, yelling and shouting, and went for me. I was jostled, struck and kicked and knocked down, and the match came to an end in free fight between the two parties.

          I am sitting up, nursing my wounds, and vowing, "No more refereeing for me!"

Yours in sorrow,

{Your Name}