You lose to him

Kaleb rockets off the line as you try to keep up with him step by step, you flip your hips so you can run stride for stride with him. While trying to keep up, you begin to feel him pull away. As you focus on closing the gap, he suddenly veers off to the right and you see him turn his head. Instinctually, you throw your arms up trying to swat any football away from his hands.

You see a blur of brown float by your head and into Kaleb's waiting hands. You lose your footing and try to dive and grab something, anything, to stop him from getting loose.

Nothing.

The players on the sidelines start laughing and you see Kaleb dance into the endzone. You know exactly what's coming up next.

"PATRICK, WHAT IN THE FUCK WAS THAT?" bellows Coach Johnson. "PATRICK, CONGRATULATIONS ON MAKING A FOOL OF YOURSELF."

Kaleb strides over and helps you up, "Better luck next time bro, haha!" You'll get him back later for sure.

As you stride toward the sidelines, you see Coach Johnson start to make his way over to you. "Kaleb, I want to see you after practice."