Ashton Varnat
The stadium was loud, packed to the brim—all thirty thousand souls cheering for us. Only one of them mattered to me, Isla. I was the team's captain, so I walked towards the referee for the coin toss. We got the initial kickoff.
The guys were ready; we were wired to succeed on the field. The defensive team worked their magic, and after they knelt at their 20-yard line, they lined up and got the game in motion. Our defense was one of the strongest ones, and it showed. They managed to run a lay and get to the 30-yard line, then they went for a long pass that was intercepted at the 50-yard line.
We all cheered. It was time to attack, and I was the one leading that front. I rounded up the team; I looked at Carl and Daniel… my left and right receivers. “Get on the game, Kill…
