I’ll never forget the moment when the clock finally ran out. The game was over. The scoreboard read 80 to 26. We hadn’t just won. We had demolished the other team.
Hundreds of fans ran onto the field. Everywhere I turned, someone was fist-bumping or hugging me. Our coach held up the state championship plaque for everyone to see.
I couldn’t hear it, but I knew that the crowd was going wild.
I’ll never forget the moment when the clock ran out. The game was over. The score was 80 to 26. We hadn’t just won. We had demolished the other team.
Fans ran onto the field. People fist-bumped and hugged me. Our coach held up the state championship plaque for everyone to see.
I couldn’t hear it, but I knew the crowd was going wild.
I’ll never forget the moment when the clock finally ran out. The game was over, and the scoreboard read 80 to 26. We hadn’t just won—we had demolished the other team.
Hundreds of fans ran onto the field. Everywhere I turned, someone was fist-bumping or hugging me. Our coach held up the state championship plaque for everyone to see.
Although I couldn’t hear it, I knew the crowd was going wild.