The Trailer Park The Fourth YearChapter 47
The ref blew his whistle, and the battle for the state championship was on. We ran forward. Jimmy kicked the ball, and we watched it sail through the air deep into the Cougar backfield. I looked out of the corner of my eye. Robbie was streaking ahead on the left and Larry and Jimmy in the center. The idea was simple: get to the ball fast and force a turnover. A blocker came up in front of me. I hit him, spun to my right and kept going. I picked up on the ball and put on the speed, but...