Fergus is trying to cut it on the ice, let his dad win at the backyard cricket, look cool in goggles and flippers, and impress Winona in the school play. But the rules keep changing!
His life is like a reality TV show and any minute it’ll be time to go. He’s even got an epitaph ready for his tombstone: ‘Here lies Fergus Kipper, who would have kicked the goal, if the big fella hadn’t decided to come and take his soul’.
People are playing games on and off the field and if Fergus doesn’t score he’ll be dead, dog meat, flushed! And you’ll die laughing.
