My youngest brother has fascination to play soccer that is aside from baseball. Timely because all grade two pupils who belong to the top seven in the class are given the opportunity to join in any extra curriculum activity. Mama then let him join the soccer team. From then on he began to play with the team. Since he is very eager to be the best athlete, we bought him his own soccer balls so he can practice kicking. While we shop, my mother and I argued on what brand we are going to buy. Of course mama wants the cheaper one since she is budget conscious. But I keep my stand to buy the branded soccer balls. I don’t want to compromise the quality of the ball. Mother told me it’s the same since it will wear off as it gets old. However, I successfully persuaded mama to buy the branded one; anyway I’m paying for the stuff. My brother always volunteers to use the ball during his practice. On the first day of the elimination round the team got the first rank and they remained on that rank until the finals. Then final match is set on Saturday, we all have the chance to watch the event. During the game, we shouted like we are watching world cup in a big soccer field. The coach raised his hand for a break. Father and I draw closer then we learned that the soccer ball was torn when it hit a sharp object. When I look at it, it was the cheap soccer ball mama wants to buy. Then I asked the coach if he wants his players to use the soccer balls that we bring with us, and he willingly accepts it. After few minutes, the team of my brother is leading. They lead 9 points against their opponents and became the champion. The kid athletes were all tired but they are all very proud and happy for their performance as they exclaimed “Sir, we won because we are using the best soccer ball in town” at the end of the contest.