Style vs Power

The big girls towered over their rivals, smiles marking their faces. Though Peppy was edgy, they weren’t overly shaken. Team Style had the ball first, Delisha hiking it before bursting forward, ramming roughly into Big Mama. She was stunned to be nearly taken off her feet by the blocking Irish girl.
The others pressed through, pouring through their defense and Barb and Amazon charging Presto as she held the ball tight, trying to evade them.
“No where to run, tiny,” Barb chuckled.
“Don’t need to.” Presto opened her hands to reveal it gone, swiftly and subtly passed a moment before. Val leapt high in the air and caught it, dropping but Faye coming for her quickly. She managed to hand it off to Peppy just before she was tackled down, the pop star having enough of a lead to run in a touchdown.

“Fuckin’ a,” Delisha laughed, catching up to hi five her quickly and getting ready to kick it back to Team Power.