The Yu-Gi-Oh Brawl

Yu-Gi-Oh is the big thing at my camp.  I know lots of people who play that game.  As for me, I'm not that into it.  Sometimes, I'll watch people play Yu-Gi-Oh because I can't find anything else to do.  That's the only reason why I know how the game is played.

I know two people who flipped out over Yu-Gi-Oh.  They were Phil and Larry, two people in my bunk.

Phil is a tall kid who is very good at Yu-Gi-Oh.  He doesn't take losing very lightly.  Larry is about the same size as Phil, but slightly shorter.

About a week ago, Larry challenged Phil to a round of Yu-Gi-Oh.

One quiet afternoon, Phil and Larry met on the bunk porch.  It was going to be a regular game.  This time, there was a special rule: the winner would receive the loser's best card.  Phil thought this would be an easy game, as Larry had never won a single match.

The game went on for a while and in the end, Larry managed to beat Phil.  That's where things turned sour.
Phil slammed the floor and shouted "Frozen frog guts!"
"I won!" Larry yelled.  "Now give me your Blue Dragon."
Phil replied, "I am not amused."
"Rules are rules.  You can't back off."
"Out of all the people, I had to lose to you.  I won't give you my damn card!"
At that moment, Phil walked back into the bunk to go to the bathroom, leaving his cards on the porch.  He went back outside and noticed his Blue Dragon was missing.
"Did you take my card?"
"Oh yes I did!" Larry said right in his face.  "I deserved it!"
Phil lost his temper.  "I shall smite thee!"  He head butted Larry, knocking him down the stairs and to the ground.  Phil ran down the stairs towards Larry, who recovered from the fall and kicked him in the crotch. Phil held onto his knees, recovering from the impact of that kick.   He then stood up and yelled, "Give me back my card!"
"Never!"
Phil threw a bunch of punches at Larry.  The last punch landed on Larry's chest, knocking him back a couple feet and making him fall to the ground.  Larry stood up, drew the Blue Dragon card from his pocket, and held it high in his hand.
By this time, a bunch of people had gathered to see the fight.
"Larry, Larry, Larry…" I and everyone else chanted.
Phil had no plans of giving up.  He walked to a tree, tore off a branch, raised it in the air, and yelled, "You have unleashed the fury!  Feel my power!"
He charged toward Larry with the branch held in his right hand.  He took a swing, but Larry ducked.  Phil charged once again, but this time, Larry threw him onto the ground.  He then crouched down and grabbed Phil by his shirt.
"That was your first win ever, wasn't it?" said Phil.
"You know it, I know it"
Phil spat on Larry.  Larry then punched Phil in the face, knocking him out cold.  He stood up, wiped the spit off his face, and walked back to the bunk.

Later that day, everyone in my bunk had to gather for a special meeting.  The counselors asked everyone in my bunk about where they were during the fight and what they saw.  I was the only one who saw the match before the fight, and so I defended Larry the whole meeting.

Phil was moved into another bunk the day after the meeting.  He is now banned from Yu-Gi-Oh for the rest of the summer.  As for Larry, he got off completely free.  Now, when Larry plays a game of Yu-Gi-Oh, nobody dares to pick a fight against him.