It was a crisp night in Febuary 2 years ago. The moon beamed down on us. I felt the brisk breeze across my ears and face. My nose was running like a waterfall. We all looked like ripe tomatoes. Then my whole team ran out of the tunnel similar to a pack of bulls running after a red towel. We all zipped to the side line. We all huddled together to stay warm. We heard the 1,000 fans yelling in the background. I felt the bitter air rush past my ears as I ran down the field. As I stood on the sideline I watched the best running back in the league run up the sideline to score a touchdown. He was a small kid running like a little professional running back. He was that good. I smelled the hot dogs in the background. My mouth started to water, but I knew I had to focus on the game. I need to score a touchdown, I thought to myself. We had the
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I felt the opponent's arms rubbing against my arms as I ran. I broke a tackle and fell into the endzone.
“TOUCHDOWN!” my team screamed. I watched the scoreboard add six points and I was in awe. Afterwards I thought to myself I really did it, wow. I ran over to the sideline and was congratulated by my teammates for my amazing touchdown while being doused with gatorade. I was so sticky that I felt like I was doused in glue.
My team was so scared every time our opponents were on offense but we held them down and we succeeded. When we got back on offense our quarterback chucked up a bomb wide open in the endzone. We all were standing there staring at the ball. I felt like the ball was in the air for 17 years. I felt the wind of the other players running down the sideline rushing to the end zone. It was a nail biting game. We were waiting for the scoreboard time to hit all zeros. We were so happy when it did. Little did we know confetti swirled around us. Everybody was so happy that we won the championship. We felt like we won the super bowl. After we all went out for dinner and had an amazing
I felt the opponent's arms rubbing against my arms as I ran. I broke a tackle and fell into the endzone.
“TOUCHDOWN!” my team screamed. I watched the scoreboard add six points and I was in awe. Afterwards I thought to myself I really did it, wow. I ran over to the sideline and was congratulated by my teammates for my amazing touchdown while being doused with gatorade. I was so sticky that I felt like I was doused in glue.
My team was so scared every time our opponents were on offense but we held them down and we succeeded. When we got back on offense our quarterback chucked up a bomb wide open in the endzone. We all were standing there staring at the ball. I felt like the ball was in the air for 17 years. I felt the wind of the other players running down the sideline rushing to the end zone. It was a nail biting game. We were waiting for the scoreboard time to hit all zeros. We were so happy when it did. Little did we know confetti swirled around us. Everybody was so happy that we won the championship. We felt like we won the super bowl. After we all went out for dinner and had an amazing