The Mr Contro mix up

I was on my way to soccer practice at Willoughby Park. My team mates, Tiggerfa and Ben, were going to be there but Max was sick. I was expecting to start practice with a warm up and then practice some tricks. As I was walking, I saw a dog juggling. What an unusual thing I thought. In the dog’s mouth there was a note that read, “Dear Mr Contro, please come and coach the Hammerheads tomorrow.”

I wondered, “Who is Mr Contro?” and “My team is the Hammerheads. Is he going to coach me?”

At practice I told Ben what I had seen. Ben replied, “You must have been day dreaming. Coach Adam is definitely going to be here.”

Murmurs began to come from the team about Mr Contro. Tiggerfa said he was the first instructor to throw an axe. “I heard he has been to the centre of the earth,” I said. Is his blue nose ball really that dangerous?” I heard someone chime in. And another piped in with, “I hear he is the only one who can actually scare Tiggerfa.” Tiggerfa then said, “My mum said there’s been a terrible mistake…”

Suddenly, everyone was watching the corner of the field. Mr Contro had arrived with two unicycles strapped to his feet. He was using them as roller skates and performing all sorts of tricks. Mr Contro was a strange looking person. He appeared to be very old, maybe 85? He had a pink wig, a blue ball nose and shoes so big he seemed sure to fall over.

Ben’s mum, who was the soccer manager, welcomed Mr Contro and told us all that our usual coach, Coach Adam, had left Mr Contro a list of items to get done at the coaching session. They were:
1. Get the team to practice their tricks, the Ronaldo chop, scissors and juggling;
2. Kick a goal from across the road and over the playground; and most importantly
3. Beat the 12 year old in the soccer play offs on the weekend.

An odd list, I thought.

Not long after Mr Contro had arrived a bush turkey wearing a blue nose ball on its beak ran in carrying a note. (Our coaching session was beginning to take a very odd turn.) Mr Contro took the note and said “Thanks Pecky.” The note read, Today is the big soccer play offs. Ben called out “That’s meant to happen on weekend. We’re not ready!”