Ezra POV
Our team was in good spirits, somehow we managed to go to half-time with an advantage, and now we had to score more and our defense needed to guard our efforts. I took my helmet off and Osvaldo patted my back… “You are doing great…” He said, and I sighed. The responsibility bestowed upon me was far greater than I thought I could handle, but here we are, rising to the challenge.
“Thanks, man… we need to keep our focus. I don't think the Jaguars will stay static against our witch of strategies. They have this time to make the proper adjustments to their team, and they have proven in the past that they can come back and even win this s**t if we let our guard down.” I said, and Osvaldo nodded,
“Alright guys, round up…” Our head coach yelled, and we all sat inside the locker room
