Run on the field with the others

With no other choice but to follow his teammates, Mark ran onto the field with the rest of the offensive team.

Trying to stay out of it, Mark was one of the eagles players who just tried to break things up, stopping the main culprits of the action. The referees did their best to stop the fight too but it wasn’t much use.

Dixon was like a wild man, he had around five or six oppositions going after him. It was a difficult spot for Mark to be in, he didn’t really care if Dixon got his head kicked in, he hated the guy. But as his teammate on the field, he was **** to try and protect him out there.

After a few minutes of chaos, the two teams finally started to get away from one another. Dixon was however still having words with the guy he originally tackled. They were both being held back by their own teammates.

Dixon was swearing his head off at him, a little bizarre considering he was the one who started this all.

“I’ll fucking kill you!” the guy shouted at Dixon as the melee started to break.

Mark didn’t hear the rest as he made his way off the field but there were a few more words exchanged. Some sort of arrangement for the two to meet up after the match to sort this out.

Whatever it was, it certainly meant that this was far from over.

The game was called off with just a couple of minutes left on the clock. The result was clear and the refs had no intention of playing out the rest of the game.

In the change rooms after the game, Mark was expecting the team would be heading straight home. He couldn’t have been more wrong. Feeling a tap on the shoulder by Bryce, Mark turned around to see the captain and quarterback of the team standing with a very straight face.

“What’s up?” he asked him, looking confused.

“Leave your stuff here, we’re all going to the docks to sort this out,” he said, referring to the on-field late drama.