Narrative from 2 p.o.v.

1st P.O.V.:
Staring up at the dark clouds, he knew the match could not continue on. He knew that this decision of his would be one that could cause much displeasure in the people, but the safety of the players and even himself were above all the things. Slowly, he inserted his black whistle into his mouth and blew it strongly. "Beeeeeeeeeeep" The sounds of the whistle caught the attention of the people. The players paused their game automatically, and seeing that he had all they eyes on him, the referee hung his hands up high, and by putting his palm above his other hand, he signaled that the game had to come to a stop. Displeasure, not only from the players, but the crowd as well came  flying at him. He continued posting the sign, showing that he was pretty much adamant about this decision of his. Having no choice, the players had to leave the field into the resting room, with much displeasure.

2nd P.O.V.:
The score was 3-3. It was a extremely close fight. For the past 69min, he and his team have been fighting hard for this championship trophy. It was the ultimate glory one may achieve, the Goldlion Challenge Trophy. Fighting right from the preliminary rounds to their current finals match. He caught the ball, dribble around with it for some time, passed it to his fellow teammate. They rushed towards to goal post, and it was the golden opprtunity for them! This could have been tie-breaker of the match! But, something that they would never have had imagined happened. Just moments before their self-proclaim victorious goal, a loud 'beep' came right from the referee's whistle. He could not believe that that happened. It was the worst scenario that could ever happened to him. Just seconds away from it. A few lines of vulgarities spurted out right from his mouth, before he joined the rest of his team to enter the locker room for a break. he sort of knew that the weather was behind this. But he had no rights against the referee's decision.