My heart began to pound as I watched Rosewood send a punt high into the air after a quick first possession three-and-out. Our defense had done their job, now it was our turn.

"Ok, kid. HB gut," coach gave me the first play before I ran out onto the field. "Oh, and one more things," he grabbed my face mask and pulled me a little closer, lowering his voice. "Get rid of those nerves, this is your game, our game."

I gave him a quick nod and a smile and trotted onto the field. I relayed the call to the huddle, then broke it, rushing to the line. I observed the defense and stood up from under center.

"Match, match!!" I yelled at my teammates, indicating no adjustments to the play and that it was bound to work as it was intended. I got back down under center and snapped the ball, quickly handing it off to Justin in one fluid motion. He rushed right up the gut for a solid 11 yards.

I could hear fire! being yelled from the sideline. I repeated the call and watched my team as we all hustled to the new line of scrimmage for a hurry up play. Rosewood was weak in this area, something I had come to notice after several weeks of repeatedly watching and studying some of their game films I had gotten my hands on.

"Smooth crash!" I called out the hurry up play and within a matter of seconds, snapped the ball.

Rosewood was still in a jumbled mess, scrambling to get to where they were supposed to be. While they were still trying to get organized after the snap, Gould broke wide open up the middle off of a slant. After practicing this play a million times in practice, I hit him perfectly in stride.

He never even had to slow down as he caught the ball and trotted into the end zone, untouched.