"Alright, Griff, Frasier, Underwood, get out there for the coin toss!"
Me, our QB Clay Frasier, and Zack Underwood, the MLB, jogged out to midfield for the coin toss. I stood there and before the ref came over I glared right out number 40, who was one of their team captains.
"Alright, now home team captains your team will be referred to as 'red team' from now on, and away captains, you are 'white team'. Who will be speaking for the team?" The ref came and recited the speech he always does before the toss.
"I will speak for red team, sir." I responded.
Then 40 said curtly, "I'll do the talkin'."
"Alright, white captain, as the road team you may call heads or tails." The ref said.
"Heads."
The coin flipped high into the air, and then the ref let it hit the ground. "It is tails, red captain, would you like to kick or receive?"
"We'll receive." I said.
"And white captain, which way would you like to kick?"
He pointed to the south end of the field.
The Ref then announced the result as we returned to the sideline."
"Kick Return team , get out on the field!" Coach shouted.
I was our return ace, and positioned myself just outside the endzone, awaiting the kick.
The ref blows a whistle, and the kick is in the air. it's a short kick, and I easily field it at the 8 yard line, I take off to my right, and make a defender miss at the 13. I then cut through a lane made by my blockers and take it to the outside. Run up to about the 33 yard line before being shoved out.
We get huddled up and await the QB to give us the play.
Clay gets in the huddle and says, "Pro right, 35 power sweep on 1!"
We line up. I get in the backfield and I'm getting the ball. I take the hand off and cut it outside for a nice 11 yard gain. I was really feeling it. It seemed like every carry was 9 yards, 11 yards, 13 yards. Bang-Bang-Bang. Before you know it we scored a touchdown in the first 3 minutes of the game.
The game was pretty methodical from there. The defense gets a stop, I field a punt and get the return to about the 40 or 50 yard line, and then I carry the ball a few times and get to the endzone. Though, there was one play I was happy to make. we were at their 16 yard line, and it was 3rd and 9.
"Shotgun left, 2316 pass, halfback check on 1."
It was a basic pass play, a slant to the left receiver, a quick out to the slot, a hitch by the tight end on the right, and a dig by the right receiver, with me as the check down. Clay hiked the ball, and and felt a blitz coming. He checked it down to me, and 40 was in pursuit. He comes in to make a tackle when I spin off of him leaving him on the ground humiliated. I sprint to the end-zone untouched and score.
I got my payback... I thought.
When the game ended, I was awarded player of the game, as voted on the school website by the fans in attendance, for my performance. I had 34 carries, for 263 yards, and 4 rushing TDs, with 5 catches for 32 yards and a touchdown. Everything was going great. As I headed back to the locker room, coach pulled me aside again. We won 42-6
"Good Job griff, you really worked your a** off tonight."
"Thanks coach."
"No problem. But, there is someone here to meet you."
"Who?"
Just then, a man walked up to me.
"Hi, Braeden, I'm Sonny Dikes, head football coach for the Cal Golden Bears." Sonny Dikes said
"Uh, Hi. Its an honor to meet you coach." I responded, slightly shocked.
"The pleasure's all mine. I'm here because I was doing some scouting, and we here at Cal have decided that you are a fantastic player and would love to have you join us at our esteemed program in Berkeley. In fact, why don't you have a visit next week."
"Next week?"
"If that's not a good time it's--"
"No, it's fine, I just, I'm gonna need to get everything together and stuff, and talk to my parents."
He pulled out a slip of paper and scribbled something on it then handed me the paper. "Here, talk it over with your parents tonight and call me on this line tomorrow morning at 8:30."
"Alright."
With that he left. I turned to coach, slightly in awe. "Did that just happen?"
"Yes, it did."
And after that I started heading back to the locker room when I saw somthing behind the bleachers.
"You punk, we have put so much into your career and this is what you give us?"
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Ending on a cliffhanger here.
I think you'll like the next one.
Edit: I know cal's coaches last name is misspelled, its because it gets censored if you spell it right.