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The grid iron.

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The grid iron I remember playing football when I was a child. I enjoyed all of it the sound of helmet’s hitting helmet’s the crowd going wild when we scored. All of the sudden the crowd stops then all of the sudden you hear them when won the game they call me tank I am pretty big and really good I play middle line backer I bust wholes open for the kill of the quarterback. I got him I drug him down and watched his helmet roll in front of me that was my first set of scull and cross bones. Yeah we won that game and that’s how it all started me playing getting cut up but that’s how the game is a bunch of kid’s playing on the grid iron it is so fun then coach Say’s we have to practice again for the next game> He Say’s tank get out here and tackle some one take them out of the game he Say’s !!!!!!!!

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The next game is against are arch enemies gulf shore’s they are really good and here we go down the road going to the stadium./ Here is the coin toss heads it is us getting the ball so we line.Up waiting you can fill the tension here comes the ball I got it I lay my head down close my eyes and start running like it was no tomorrow. You can hear the people in the stands down the 60,,40,he’s down at the 35. Hear comes’s the offense on the filled I am waiting on us to score to get backon the filled. All you hear is screaming and yelling offense scores. Defense is back on the filled I there chanting tank tank get them down set hick I all he See’s is me coming at him I sack him he fumbles the ball.

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5 Comments

  1. Posted October 21, 2009 at 8:43 am

    Nice write!

  2. Posted October 21, 2009 at 9:48 am

    Another great job!

  3. Posted October 21, 2009 at 3:26 pm

    Nice story.

  4. Posted October 22, 2009 at 9:45 am

    I’m not a big sports fan, but I found this very interesting to read.

  5. Posted October 22, 2009 at 1:23 pm

    And yet another good read from you

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