I can remember like it was yesterday, when the championship game was on the line. Sweat dripping from my body likes wet towels being drench by hand. Fans’ shouting from both sides of the stands as the game is continuing on. The only thing that’s running through my mind is scoring the winning touchdown and all the fans celebrating with my team and I. Before the Quarterback snaps the ball, I took a deep breath as if it would have been my last and nod my head. The ball shoves into the Quarterback hand and everybody collide into each other like eighteen wheelers. I hit a jab step to the left and swim move behind the cornerback. The Cornerback was so blind by the move that he knew that he was going to get beat on the play. In addition to that,
