The Final Play

He feels the wind blowing gently across his skin. The tempature is just perfect. He walks slowly behind the center, knowing that this play will either lead them to victory or defeat. They where running the classic flee flicker. Everything was just right, the crowd was in a dead silince wondering what was going to happen. The sun was beaming down on him. He got under the center, he checked his wide receivers and said "Down, set, looked again, hut!" He handed it off to the runningback, then he flipped it back to the qaurterback. He looked deep, saw his man open and bombed it. It sailed through the blue sky, a perfect pass, the receiver caught it in the endzone and they had won the game. It was a beautiful pass, catch, and day.