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Oh, do you need to go to the loo? No.

Oh, you sure you don't need to go? Huh.

Last chance for a toilet stop.

No, thanks.

Mum, I need to go to the loo.

OK,

go on.

Can you come with me?

Oh, dear God.

It's going to be so much fun, nobody will even notice.

Besides, Cinnamon's dad is a super chill coach anyway. Cinnamon's dad's at a

craft beer symposium, so I'm taking over. And I expect you to do your best

win, win, win.

Failure's not an option.

Speaking of fun, I've got personalized uniforms.

Do I know her?

Cinnamon. The rec collectors will definitely know who you are. Nice job,

Okay, who else have we got here?

A cinna... It

seems they all say cinnamon.

Are we called the cinnamons now?

No, you're not.

Coach Heather says suit up and go and warm up like that YouTube video showed

Go on, chop, chop.

That's a yummy donut.

Cinnabons.

Sarah's dad. Did you remember the player of the day trophy?

Yep. Good. Because team sports are no fun unless someone's singled out as the

best.

You don't have a sweet trophy, do you?

No. Do you have a sweet trophy?

Don't look like it.

I'll rustle up something from somewhere.

Slightly more hamstring -based warming up, please.

Zinni. Zinni, start your positive visualisation.

Don't forget to be water.

Be water?

Yeah, like Bruce Lee said, be shapeless, formless, like water. You know, you

pour water into a cup, it becomes a cup. Right.

Sorry we're late.

Got all five boys playing at once.

And Bob's always doing it at the club.

But they're all close.

So I'm just going to try and get some more.

Like Pokemon.

Oh, here you go, Braxton.

Slight misunderstanding of the printers, but you can hardly tell.

What, they're all called cinnamon?

It's quite fun, though, eh?

No.

Oh, no.

We're playing the St. Luigi primary wolves.

Oh, sugar.

Is it bad?

It's not good.

Lance, coach, nice to meet you, bro.

I'm the coach, Heather.

Oh, Chad.

Afraid it's going to be a little one -sided today, love. See, we always win,

much like I did in my day.

You probably recognise me.

We've been here for a good time.

Yeah, to support everybody.

And to win it all, Castle, yeah.

So, unfortunately, your volunteer ref's gone into labour, or fortunately,

depending on which way you look at it. Anyway, one of your parents want to fill

in for the day?

No, no coaches. It's unfair, not to mention quite fight -inducing.

Oh, no, I would, but I've got five games to watch, plus I don't want to.

How is Dad?

Um, I have to get the play of the day trophy from my car.

Karma's mum?

Maybe.

Ava's granny.

One of our dads is a certified ref. He'll show no mercy. There'll probably

tears, but that's how kids learn to enjoy sport.

Am I right, ladies?

I'll do it.

Keep things fun?

All right, job's yours. Can you set up? Can I set up? Yes.

Yes, I can set up the soccer court.

Good luck with that.

I'm off to watch the oldest play look around.

You do know the rules of soccer?

The important ones, yeah.

This isn't like the time you said you were fluent in the Sign Language Week

-a -thon, Sunraker.

Hey.

You're just lucky I'm an amazing signer. I could easily go pro.

Weren't you going to get the plate of the day trophy from your car?

Um, I forgot it.

But my life's going to break it down.

Love of my life.

She gets it.

My dog ate it.

Have you got a whistle?

Do I need one? Yeah.

Then no.

Oh, jeez.

You can use this.

Huh.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Oh, is Woody winning the cross?

Hard to tell.

Are you sure you know what you're doing, Jess? No.

It's never stopped me before.

Soccer's just a netball with your feet.

Captains, please.

Cinnamon's our captain.

Just the original Cinnamon.

The OC.

Okay.

How old are you?

Six and three quarters.

I'm six and I live in 12.

I can't believe you guys are so mean.

We're not.

I'm older.

Right. All right.

And now we, um... Do rock, paper, scissors.

Rock, paper, scissors for first kicksies.

Call the kickoff, Rick.

Know where I come from.

All right. One, two, three.

This is always winning.

Let's go, Ronnie. Let's go, Wolf.

Oh!

Okay, so we're just here to have a bit of fun. Uh, we're out.

Let's go.

We're the other side, Ryan.

Oi, ref.

Cinnamon was offside.

No, I wasn't. No, I think he means one of the other cinnamons.

We're not actually going to play the offside rule today, even though I

know what it is. Are you sure you can ref?

Ref?

best with the skills that she has.

Thanks, Mr. Lavalama.

Hey,

how's my breakfast been going?

Cinnamon? No.

Huh? No, sorry.

Do you have one of those day of the day trophies? Oh, yeah.

You wouldn't believe how many parents forget to bring them.

True, eh?

Can I take one?

Yeah.

Yeah,

we only take cash.

Ah.

Ah. Yeah.

Sorry.

I guess I'll be back with the cash.

Yeah. Cool.

Yep. Yep. Okay.

Okay. Yep.

Yep.

Looks like the ref favours us when she's under stress, so follow my lead.

I'm blind!

I'm deaf!

I want to be a ref!

I'm blind!

I'm deaf! I want to be a ref! I'm blind! I'm deaf!

I want to be a ref!

I'm blind!

I'm deaf!

I want to be a ref!

I'm blind! I'm deaf! I want to be a ref! Hey, just jokes, ref.

They're not modelling very sportsperson -like behaviour, Henny.

She's nice! She's gentle!

She's just...

to check out Zinzane's hockey. Keep up the positive yelling. It's going really

well.

You have ten bucks.

What for?

To buy a play of the day trophy before Cinnamon's mum finds out.

Sure.

Cool.

Now, let's see.

kicked at that time, I think your sideline coaching is actually really

Yelling at kids is one of the best ways to show them that you love them.

Right.

Sarah, pass the water sediment!

No, the real sediment!

Excuse me? Well, there's been some complaints about your sideline

so... They were the ones chanting mean and, frankly, ableist. Yeah,

well, either way, you're now under silent sideline law. All right? No more

yelling at the kids or you'll be banned from the ground.

But I was just helping them win.

Were you?

Let's silence these lambs, people.

Let's go, Riley. Come on.

I'm okay.

Yes!

Read them and weep.

I taught her that.

tipping over into quite humiliating.

Sarah!

Not you, Phoebe.

Thank God that's over.

It's only half time, Switchy.

Oh yeah, I knew that.

Man, when did kids sport something so fun?

2012.

Unfortunately, I'm no longer able to scream gentle encouragement from the

sideline, so I need you all to listen up.

I need you to pass the ball to our best player, Cinnamon.

First edition Cinnamon.

Oh, Jess, are these grapefruit?

Seems our neighbour had very orange -looking, free grapefruit.

Latest research suggests bananas are the best option.

Can we come to lend it to the player?

I asked, but no one wants to pay for the limes.

Sorry, I mean, uh, limes.

But you have two players on the sidelines that haven't played yet.

Yeah, that's my daughter and her cousin. I just hear if one of my good players

gets injured.

Look, don't feel bad.

No one ever scores a goal against the Wolves.

Ever.

Go Wolves!

Ow!

One goal can't be that hard.

Not that I actually know much about soccer.

You hide it really well. I can't believe I'm saying this, but Jester's right.

All we need is one goal. One goal!

So forget about winning.

We're playing for pride.

Yes. I want you to look in the mirror and tell me what you see.

I don't have a mirror.

Because I see pride.

I see power.

I see a badass team who won't take no poop out of the noise.

Is that from Cool Running?

That was our Friday family movie last night.

I've got a test.

We had a bit of a rush.

and I sold the last trophy to the Rangitoto Rovers.

No way.

Coach, you're going to kill me.

No, Cinnamon's dad won't care.

Cinnamon's mum is coached.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, you and Big John. Yeah.

Come on.

OK, we just need one goal.

That's all.

Let's get serious about that. Right, show me your serious faces.

Oh.

A little bit more confused, but that's okay. Beggars can't be choosers. We just

need to get the ball to legit.

Cinnamon, she is our only chance, okay?

Focus, focus on that goal.

Focus.

Select to know which cinnamon to select if I'm not allowed to loudly point it

out. I'm quietly confident you've figured out a workaround.

Tucker and Waititi have got Quidditch. Later, muggle.

That very blonde cinnamon looks like she has above average skills and

exceptional spatial awareness.

Just a little dive.

Good girl.

out for cinnamon.

Just the cinnamon, who's been the cinnamon the longest?

Sure,

sure, sure, it looks really really sore.

Nice work.

If I came over and looked, there'd be tears.

Real tears happening here. Real tears.

You need to say something to that coach.

I'm just a guy holding a clipboard.

I know our best play is off.

We keep forgetting which goal is ours and Braxton's pants keep falling down.

But we just need one goal, guys.

No one's ever scored a goal against this team. We can still do this. I don't

think you can.

Hey, you can't give up. I wish we could.

Remember to pass, use your skills and be water.

This is your last warning, lady. One more yell and you're expelled.

I was going to say ban, but expelled rhymes better.

Did you get the trophy?

No, but I have that 10 bucks.

Coach isn't going to be happy.

I'll put it back in my house.

Oh.

Okay.

Okay.

Woo -hoo!

Yes.

Looks like they do well when they're having more fun.

Based on what?

The fact that our best plays were after Jessica Lover sustained a boop hit.

down. This is the first time in my life I wish Jess was more ridiculous.

Tell her to make them have fun, but remember not to yell.

I don't need to yell.

I'm going to use my skills to beat some bullies.

I'm going to be flopping water.

over here. All right, cake shepherd ham.

It's time to get serious.

I knew I was first equal best friends with that idiot for a reason.

Same as these.

Okay, come on over, come on over.

Take your time getting the ball.

Now that ball is just full of fun.

And there is a mud puddle that we all need to run over and silliest run gets

pizza, okay?

You're nearly back on. There's only one minute left. Just have as much fun as

you can.

See you in a minute!

Heard you were looking for one of these.

Where did you get that?

It was lying around in the bag of a coach who was mean to my friend.

Aaron, stand up. Look alive, unlike you were on the field. Now, I'm only doing

this because I'm obliged to give out a player of the day, but none of you,

frankly, none of you deserve it.

Did you bring the trophy back from last week?

We don't need that.

You're all the players of the day!

Yay!

Three cheers for the St Louis Jays world!

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Hip Hooray! Hip Hooray! Hip Hooray! Hip Ho

Think about where it went wrong.

Did you have a good day today, buddy?

Eventually. Me three.

Mum?

Yeah? I need to go and live.

Have you seen

Ryan's entry in the Design the New Playground competition?

Clearly the scribblings of a trainee psychopath.

Palmer's mum cancelled Ryan's play date. You don't think it's because she saw

the picture and thinks he's a maniac, do you?

Cinnamon has plateaued in her learning. How?

She knows that it's fine to fail.

Oh, my God, Father!

Cinnamon forgot her lunchbox because nobody loved her enough to remind her to

put it in her bag.

You just need to harness your inner Henny and chill out a bit.