the rain was heavy, but that didn't slow us down. all at once we rushed in.
Richie and Flech were taking there places at safety while Mike and Rider were settling on the ends. Sam and Cody took corner back as Michale and Mikey made there way to the outside line backers spot. the only ones left were Cane, Sketch who played tackle and I who was the middle line backer also known as courter back.
we were on are last play and are team was winning by five. it was well noun, are team is the best and always will be. and that's why everyone showed up to are games. because to be the best you have to beat the best.
the screaming of fans didn't die down as we scored yet another first down. that would be four in a row by now.
time passed by quickly and soon we had won.
"yes! " I screamed running back to my team as they all ambushed me.
"you did it, you fucking did it!" Cody yelled trying to be heard over all the voices mimicing are excitment.
after the crowed died down along with are yelling we did one last pat on the ass before making are way into the locker bay. well, that was are inttentions .
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Only if The Glove Fits
Teen Fiction"I think it's time to put down your football and pick up a glove son" was the words that spilled so easily out of Coach McCarnik's mouth.
