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Savage Football

September 12, 2014
By Dakari kenney BRONZE, Indianapolis, Indiana
Dakari kenney BRONZE, Indianapolis, Indiana
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        As I go on the field getting ready to put my hand in the dry green grass for the next play. My hands are now dangling just like they are a box of rocks, so sluggish and so heavy.  The view of the quarter back was clear straight through the gap. I was planning my move for the next play. I felt like I was superman. The man across the line was not going to know what hit him. I appear to look like a cheetah at the moment.  As I hear the QB he is saying, “Green 90 green 90 hut!” I rush across the line tussling with the tight end I see the ball being handed off. Now that I see the ball, I am running as fast as I can towards the ball carrier. “Bang Clash!” that is all I hear in the background, as if I had super hearing. The ball carrier now in my eye sight. I’m almost there, BOOM I finally catch him I’m so happy jumping with joy.



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