短文填空题My only purpose was to become the star on our football team. That meant beating out Miller King, who was the {#blank#}1{#/blank#}(good) player in our school. On my {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (thirteen) birthday this year, I promised I would make it come true.
Football season started in September and all summer long I worked out. I {#blank#}3{#/blank#} (carry) my football everywhere for practice. Just before September, Miller was struck {#blank#}4{#/blank#} a car and lost his right arm. I went to see him after he came back from hospital. He looked very pale, but he didn't cry.
That season, I broke all of Miller's {#blank#}5{#/blank#} (record) while he watched the home games from the bench. We went 10:11 {#blank#}6{#/blank#} I was named "Most Valuable Player", but I often had crazy dreams in which I was to blame (责备) for Miller's accident.
One afternoon, I was crossing the field to go home and {#blank#}7{#/blank#} (see) Miller in trouble climbing over a fence which wasn't difficult to climb if you had both arms. I'm sure I was the last person in the world he wanted to accept help from. But even that challenge he accepted. I helped him move slowly over the fence. When we were {#blank#}8{#/blank#} (final) safe on the other side, he said to me, "You know. I didn't tell you this during the season, but you did {#blank#}9{#/blank#} fine job. Thank you for doing the job for me."
His words freed (解脱) me from {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (I) bad dreams. I thought to myself how even without an arm he was more of a leader. Damaged but not defeated, he was still ahead of me. I was right to have respected him. From that day on, I grew bigger and a little more real.