Desire's Pov:
I was happy to see them play. As the games began, I kept my eyes on Anthony. After his team kicked off, I watched as he ran down the field. One of the players from the Bucaneers caught the ball, then dropped to his knee and the referee blew the whistle. The sound of Anthony's heart racing drummed in my head as he got into position. He walked down the line until he got to his opponent. It was the other team's ball. I grabbed the poster I made at home and stood up with it.
"WHOOO! LET'S GO WOLVES!"
Anthony got down on the ground, ready to run. I smiled when I saw him looking my way. The Bucaneers' quarterback shouted some numbers and then, the players from each team began to run, tackling their opponents. Anthony ran down the field, trying to keep up with number 35.
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