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Kresslee.
It said, Good luck tonight. I will be watching and cheering you on. I love you.
Me: I love you too. Thank you for supporting me tonight.
Kresslee: I have always been supporting you, whether you knew it or not.
Me: I knew it.
Kresslee: I’m ready for the win. Kick ass out there.
Me: Will do. Gotta win for my girl.
She sent me a kissing emoji, and I put my phone away, feeling lighter than I had in a long time.
Our team ran out into the field to our song, Here Comes the Boom, by E-Force, Sub Zero Project. The song always hyped us all up. I was here for it all.
We got warmed up, then got in our huddle before the game started. Our coach gave us the pep talk we needed, then our team Captain, Beau Wright, walked into the center of the field, waiting for the coin toss.
Our team chose heads, and we started on the offense side, so I took a seat on the bench until it was my turn.
Our quarterback, Beau, excelled at his role, consistently getting the ball to our wide receiver, Cade Bowman.
Cade was quick, fast. He made touchdowns for the team if the ball made it to his hands. Thank the heavens it did more often than not.
He wasn’t afraid of getting tackled; he could take a hit but keep going.
Cade was a good guy to have on our team.
I watched the play as Cade raced down the green before getting tackled right outside the twenty-yard line by the end zone.
He didn’t drop the ball, so we were still in play.
Our teams set up again, and Beau threw the ball to Cade again.
Cade made it to the endzone in seconds, getting our first touchdown for the team.
The crowd went wild around us, as did our team.
I stood, putting on our helmets as we took the field.
I looked at Archer as we got into our positions.
We were ready for whatever came our way.
Archer Rose was one of our defensive ends, and I made sure that no one got past me.
That’s why I was one of the best safeties in the league.
I knew what I was doing, getting myself into position, and watching as the quarterback on the other team got the ball.
He threw to his wide receiver, but I rushed him, not letting him get far.
I tackled the man to the ground, but he kept hold of the ball, meaning that they could still play.
We got back into position and moved a little further down the field, setting up again.
I watched the quarterback as he threw once more to his wide receiver, letting the man get a few more feet this time before tackling him once more to the ground.
