Third down. Fourth quarter. Ten yards on our own line. We were down 5. If we could pull this off we'd be freaking legends here.
As I pulled the team into the last huddle of the season, I looked around at the sweaty meatheads that had been some of my best friends for the past four years. This is last hurrah for us. Cody, Dylan, Kyle, Howie, Tyler, Sean and myself are going to be headed to colleges all over the country next fall. In the background I could faintly hear the cheering of Santa Barbara's best cheerleading squad yelling,
"BE AGRESSIVE. B.E. AGRESSIVE!"
"Real original." James Saunders complained about our Fantastic cheer squad's pep, or lack thereof. I froze a little at his voice, then felt a heat spreading on my cheeks. Goddamn what is happening to me? I shake my head and get back into game mindset. "Alright Saunders as much as I agree with you we still have a game to win right now. We'll run the wheel. Saunders, Mendoza you two ready for that?"
"Hell Yeah." They both yelled. I broke the huddle. And although the team had only practiced the play once before, we somehow managed to pull it off, giving us the points too shoot us to victory. Score 14-21 .
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RandomAndrew Feeney, basically you're typical high school popular boy. But of course he's got a secret, as most people do. Of course this secret becomes completely irrelevant as the world ends. Some viewed it as a war, others viewed it as the apocalypse...
