Eagles v Tigers

As expected, the visiting college were on top of this game right from the word go, completely dominating right from the kickoff. For Mark, it wasn’t really the worst thing that could happen, with how dominant they were and as an offensive player, he didn’t have to be on field for very long. When he was, Bryce as the quarterback found himself either being sacked or turning the ball over with some intercept possessions.

Being almost 30 points down with just a few minutes left on the clock, Bryce was **** for the team to score a touchdown in the last minutes of play to earn a bit of respect on the scoreboard.

“This will be the last chance we have to score,” he told the boys in the huddle.

“Just go long and hit me up near the end zone,” said Derek Marotta, the best offensive player on the team except for Bryce.

“Nope. No. That hasn’t been working all night,” Bryce cut him off. “What we’re going to do here is I’ll fake the pass and hand it off to Rodgers and he’ll just run it as far as he can.”

Mark didn’t respond at first, he never got called by his last name. But as soon as that hit him that he was talking about him, a deep panic came across him. “Wait what??” he said.

“Just take the ball and run dude,” Bryce told him, “Alright let’s go boys!”

The huddle dispersed and Mark was left with the responsibility of running the ball in what may be the final play for the Eagles.

Although the game was all but over, Mark didn’t want to blow this chance and disappoint his team. Setting up, he got into the position that they practiced at training. Looking around nervously, he sucked in the atmosphere, trying to do like what he was told, suck it up and take it in, not to be overwhelmed by it.

Before he knew it, the ball was back in play and Bryce was passing him the football as he faked the throw. Feeling the leather skin in his hands, Mark ran outwards towards the left of field, trying to use his other offensive players as a shield.

One opposition Tigers player gained some ground on him, not falling for the fake throw. He had Mark in his sights and leapt at him.

Luckily he came up short, mistiming the leap. Suddenly the ground opened up, he was only another 20 or 30 yards from the end zone. Could he actually do it? Could he actually go all the way to the end and score?