Once upon a time, in the wonderful state of Georgia, where peaches grow fat and juicy on the trees and where the sun paints splendid sunsets across the sky, there existed a group of kids who were absolutely head-over-heels about a game called Futsal. Now, this isn't your ordinary backyard game. It's kind of like soccer, but it's played indoors, with a smaller, bouncier ball that's simply perfect for doing tricks. Our tale centers around a boy, Georgie Porgy (no relation to the one who kissed the girls and made them cry). Georgie was a futsal fanatic, with him being as bouncy as the ball he loved to kick. He was as nimble as a cat, leaping and darting all over the court. And when he scored a goal, he'd shout 'peachy!' so loudly that it echoed all the way to the Atlanta skyscrapers. Georgie's gang of futsal friends were a hoot, too! There was Savannah, as sweet as a Georgia peach, but fast as a coyote in the court. Augusta, with a laugh that could make a hyena jealous and a kick that could send the ball flying beyond the clouds. Then there was Macon, the goalie, as solid as a brick wall and as stubborn as a mule, never letting anything pass him by. These Georgia kids weren't just playing futsal, oh no! They were the jesters in the court of fun, the lords and ladies of laughter, and the champions of chortles. Every game, every goal, every pass and every laugh made their futsal games the best part of their day. As the sun beautifully set over the Georgian horizon, their laughter and cheers were the perfect soundtrack to the end of another peachy day in their futsal paradise.