Super Sports Stories for Kids
Super Sports Stories is a podcast where children step into the action of historic sports moments! Each five-minute story brings legendary games, incredible comebacks, and iconic athletes to life—making kids part of action. Fun, inspiring, and packed with adventure, these stories fuels a love for sport and sparks the imagination.
Episodes

Sunday Mar 23, 2025
Sunday Mar 23, 2025
Izzy slumped on the pavilion steps, staring at the scoreboard. His team had just finished the first day of their two-day match, and things weren’t looking good. The opposition had made a strong start, and Izzy, usually the team’s dependable all-rounder, had barely made an impact. The weight of the game pressed on him, making him doubt if they could turn things around.
He reached into his kitbag and ran his fingers over the smooth surface of the magic cricket ball. It had already transported him to some of cricket’s greatest moments. Maybe, it had another lesson to teach him.
The world around him blurred. The murmurs of his teammates faded into a deafening roar of thousands of voices. When his vision cleared, he found himself standing on the boundary of a packed stadium.
The scoreboard flashed: Kolkata, 2016 – ICC T20 World Cup Final – England vs. West Indies.
Disclaimer: This story contains elements that have been tailored for creative and entertainment purposes. While some aspects may be inspired by real events or people, certain details have been modified or fictionalised and should not be considered entirely factual.

Saturday Mar 22, 2025
Saturday Mar 22, 2025
Annie sat on the cracked pavement of her neighborhood tennis court, staring at the mysterious old wooden racket that had already taken her on one incredible journey. Her heart still raced when she thought about witnessing Federer’s first Wimbledon title up close.
She gripped the racket tightly and whispered, “Where to next, magic racket?” A sudden warmth spread through her fingertips, and the world around her blurred. The air felt heavier, thicker, and the scent of freshly crushed clay filled her nose. As the spinning sensation stopped, she found herself in the middle of a massive stadium, the roar of thousands of voices surrounding her.
She gasped, recognizing the red clay beneath her feet. A glance at the scoreboard confirmed it: Roland Garros Final 2005 – Rafael Nadal vs. Mariano Puerta.
Disclaimer: This story contains elements that have been tailored for creative and entertainment purposes. While some aspects may be inspired by real events or people, certain details have been modified or fictionalised and should not be considered entirely factual.

Friday Mar 21, 2025
Friday Mar 21, 2025
Jamie sat on the edge of the hockey pitch, gripping her stick tightly. Her team had just lost a crucial match, and she couldn’t shake the disappointment. The opposition had dominated most of the game. Jamie had tried her best, but it hadn’t been enough.
She reached into her pocket and clutched the magic medal. “I don’t know if I can do this,” she whispered. A golden glow surrounded her, and suddenly, the world shifted.
Jamie found herself standing in a roaring stadium. The Olympic rings gleamed under the floodlights. She recognized the match immediately—the Rio 2016 women’s hockey final. Great Britain was taking on the mighty Dutch, a team that hadn’t lost in the Olympics since 2004. The scoreboard flashed 3-3. The final quarter had just ended. It was time for a shootout.
Disclaimer: This story contains elements that have been tailored for creative and entertainment purposes. While some aspects may be inspired by real events or people, certain details have been modified or fictionalised and should not be considered entirely factual.

Thursday Mar 20, 2025
Thursday Mar 20, 2025
One sunny afternoon, Charlie sat on his bed, gripping his rugby ball. His team had a big final coming up, and the weight of the moment felt heavy on his shoulders.
“What if I miss a crucial kick? What if I let my team down?” he thought. He squeezed the ball tightly. A familiar rush of wind swirled around him. Suddenly, he was no longer in his bedroom—he was standing on the sideline of the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff, Wales.
The crowd roared around him. Charlie looked down—he was wearing a media vest again. He was right in the middle of history. It was the 1999 Rugby World Cup final, and Australia was battling France for the title.
Disclaimer: This story contains elements that have been tailored for creative and entertainment purposes. While some aspects may be inspired by real events or people, certain details have been modified or fictionalised and should not be considered entirely factual.

Wednesday Mar 19, 2025
Wednesday Mar 19, 2025
Izzy’s hands trembled with excitement as he held the magic cricket ball once again. Every time he gripped it, history came alive. Today, he felt an undeniable pull—a force stronger than ever before.
The room spun, colors blurred, and suddenly, Izzy found himself standing on a cricket field. The roaring of the crowd hit him like a wave. He blinked and looked around.
The Oval. 12 September, 2005. The final Test of the Ashes.
Disclaimer: This story contains elements that have been tailored for creative and entertainment purposes. While some aspects may be inspired by real events or people, certain details have been modified or fictionalised and should not be considered entirely factual.

Tuesday Mar 18, 2025
Tuesday Mar 18, 2025
Sammy sat on the edge of his bed, frustration building up inside him. His team had just lost another match. The game felt like a mess, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that they never had a chance from the start.
“We just don’t have it… … no spark,” Sammy mumbled. As if responding to his thoughts, the magic football in his hands started to glow softly, warming up his fingertips. Sammy blinked in surprise. He didn’t even have time to think before the world around him started to spin.
When everything settled, Sammy found himself standing in a massive stadium. He looked up at the scoreboard. France 3 - Croatia 1. He was at the 2018 World Cup Final.
Disclaimer: This story contains elements that have been tailored for creative and entertainment purposes. While some aspects may be inspired by real events or people, certain details have been modified or fictionalised and should not be considered entirely factual.

Monday Mar 17, 2025
Monday Mar 17, 2025
Jamie sat on the track, staring at her spikes. She had just finished her biggest race yet, but it hadn’t gone the way she hoped. The competition was faster, stronger, more experienced. She had given it everything, but she finished far behind.
She clenched the magic medal in her fist. “Maybe I’ll never be fast enough,” she muttered. Suddenly, a golden glow surrounded her, and the world around her shifted.
Jamie was no longer on her home track. Instead, she stood in the electric atmosphere of the Paris 2024 Olympic Games. The crowd roared. The men’s 100m final was about to begin.
Disclaimer: This story contains elements that have been tailored for creative and entertainment purposes. While some aspects may be inspired by real events or people, certain details have been modified or fictionalised and should not be considered entirely factual.

Sunday Mar 16, 2025
Sunday Mar 16, 2025
Annie sat on the worn bench at her local tennis court, her fingers tracing the smooth grip of an old wooden racket she had found wedged behind the clubhouse. It looked ancient, but something about it felt special. As she gave the strings a curious pluck, a strange tingling sensation ran up her arm. The air around her shimmered, and suddenly, the world began to spin.
When the dizziness settled, Annie found herself standing on an immaculate grass court, the bright sun casting long shadows across the neatly painted white lines. She gasped as she looked up and saw the packed stands of Centre Court at Wimbledon. A giant scoreboard loomed in the distance: Wimbledon Final 2003 – Federer vs. Philippoussis.
Disclaimer: This story contains elements that have been tailored for creative and entertainment purposes. While some aspects may be inspired by real events or people, certain details have been modified or fictionalised and should not be considered entirely factual.

Saturday Mar 15, 2025
Saturday Mar 15, 2025
One windy afternoon, Charlie sat on his bed, gripping his rugby ball. His team had a big match coming up, and the pressure was starting to get to him.
“What if I mess up? What if we lose because of me?” he thought. He squeezed the ball tightly.
The familiar rush of wind swirled around him. Suddenly, he was no longer in his bedroom—he was on the sidelines of Eden Park in Auckland, New Zealand.
The stadium was deafening. Charlie looked down—he was wearing a media vest again, standing just meters from the pitch. It was the 2021 Rugby World Cup final, and the Black Ferns were fighting to hold onto their lead against England.
Disclaimer: This story contains elements that have been tailored for creative and entertainment purposes. While some aspects may be inspired by real events or people, certain details have been modified or fictionalised and should not be considered entirely factual.

Friday Mar 14, 2025
Friday Mar 14, 2025
Izzy sat on the grass at his local cricket ground, spinning his magic ball in his hands. He closed his eyes, dreaming of doing something incredible—something legendary.
“I wish I could be the one to change a game,” he muttered.
Suddenly, the ball tingled in his hands, its surface glowing. The world around him spun into a blur of colors, faster and faster until—
Izzy found himself standing in the middle of a massive cricket stadium. The air was thick with tension, the crowd buzzing with anticipation. He looked around and his eyes widened in shock—
“This is the 2007 World Cup! Sri Lanka vs. South Africa!” he gasped.
Disclaimer: This story contains elements that have been tailored for creative and entertainment purposes. While some aspects may be inspired by real events or people, certain details have been modified or fictionalised and should not be considered entirely factual.