New Jock Tales—The Beginning PT 5 GAME DAY
It was finally here. They looked like a flock of geese running towards the Tigers runner. Free porn Un- rehearsed I make a turn to the left, with the team behind, and head straight for Mark Williams, the bands drum major. They just said ‘oh fuck’. Five thirty. Teamwork, won this game. The gun fires the 2:00 minute warning, and we are on the receiving end. I almost start crying—we were going to be either hero’s tonight, or go home in shame, looking like fools for our challenge of the Tigers. Holy fuck—it’s Pony League all over again. The fans rush the field—elevating Carlise high above.
