Tahoma Powder Puff Game 2010

Remember, remember the 9th of November…it’s Juniors and Seniors tonight…as the crowd cheers and the seniors fear, you better be ready for a fight…get ready for the show stopper!

Oh, it was a show stopper alright. Going out onto that field last night was power, and oh yea, we were ready to fight! After weeks of hearing the senior girls talking smack about how they were going to kick our butt, we had just about had it, but this was our chance to show them what we’re made of, this was our chance to show our pride, and this was our chance to give them all we got. And that’s just what we did.
I’m afraid that those seniors got way too cocky and they were not prepared to but up as much of a fight as they had to in order to stay in the game. I really don't know what some of those seniors were thinking. One girl thought that she was going to be able to just knock me over and run on through, so she got really angry when she realized that I was able to block her. She got really pissed-off and punched me in the face and I was just standing there with one arm straight out, holding her off of me while she continued throwing punches. Then while this was still going on, another girl tried to come tackle me from the side, so I stuck out my other arm to block her, but she ended up tripping over her own foot and she defiantly ate some turf on that one.

Sorry girls, we sure ain’t going down without a fight. The game was going well and we were holding the seniors on our side of the field the whole time. It was almost half time and we were stoked at how well we were doing. We were in the huddle and I heard some of the Junior girls on the sidelines yelling, so I turned around to see what all the commotion was about. They were all pointing and screaming and laughing. I looked in the direction of where they were pointing and there was a kid standing near the goal post with a black shirt over his head. He appeared to be wearing a skin tone body suit, but as the crowd cheered behind me and he started booking it across the field, I realized that he was streaking. He sprinted across the football field, jumped the fence, ran past the baseball field’s, and up to the tennis courts where a red truck was waiting for him, before putting his clothes back on and slipping his way back into the stands.

It was almost the end of the fourth quarter and still nobody had scored, but us juniors remained strong and were holding the seniors on our side of the field. Down…set…hike! Next thing I know some senior girl has her hands around my throat, what is she thinking? This is girl’s flag football, not some crazy gang or something. We huddle up, call another play and get back on the line. We throw a great pass, but it’s a fumble and it’s back to the huddle. The score is still tied nothing to nothing and we’re only 30 yards away from the in zone.

We line back up pass to Sophie, she had the ball and was running down the field and she thought that she could cut down the center, but she went head on into 3seniors and they all accidently kneed her in the thigh and she went down instantly. I was like 4ft away from her trying to block when this all went down, so I saw the whole thing. She was laying on the ground grasping her leg, screaming like I've never heard before (the people sitting in the back row of the bleachers on the far side of the field said that they could hear her loud and clear from up there, and this was like a blood curdling scream, I think my heart stopped when I heard her).
She was rolling back and forth and pounding her fists against the ground, so the referees and coaches came out onto the field along with a couple PTA members and they couldn't get near her because she was hysterical and they didn't want to accidently hurt her more. So, they were trying to get her calmed down and there were tears just streaming down her face and her screaming went on for a good three minutes or so until she stopped breathing. They were able to get her settled down enough to start breathing again, but she started screaming again and they couldn't get her to talk to them for a few more minutes and even when she was talking she was still screaming in pain.

At this point I was bawling my eyes out and starting to get short of breath, so one of the referees and our offensive coach, Coach Carry, had to get me calmed down. Eventually they got Sophia to sit-up and when she did, she saw her leg and looked like she was going to go into anaphylactic shock. They got it covered up right away and were able to carry her off the field, but they couldn't get hold of her parents, luckily they were able to have someone come get her, but they defiantly should have called the paramedics for how long she was down for.

Anyways, the game continued and we went into overtime. The seniors ended up winning by making one touchdown, ending the game with a score of Seniors: 6, Juniors: 0. All in all I’d say it was a pretty great game. Definitely one that’s gonna go down in the books. Juniors I’m proud of us; we played hard, we played good, and most importantly we played fair. Great game, it was a win in my eyes even if that’s not what the scoreboard said. Thank you Junior Girls for being so incredibly amazing, I love you all! Keep on praying for Sophie.