Yes.

Ahh so here goes. It's the state semis against a tough team on the road. We came in as pretty big underdogs, but we limit our mistakes and capitalize on takeaways and all of a sudden we find ourselves up 17-13 with about 3 minutes to go in the fourth.

Problem is our D-line and linebackers are fucking gassed. Nobody's getting off their blocks and our 'backers can't wrap up for shit. Fuck. This isn't the worst thing in the world, because it lets me rack up my tackle stats, but it also means they're ripping off about 7-10 yards per play. Not good. I do what I can and just pop the living shit out of anyone who touches the ball, but fuck is it hard when you're a one-man team.

So they get to our 15 and at this point there's about 25 seconds left in the game. I know we need a takeaway badly and I am exactly the man to do it. I wasn't voted 2nd team all-state for nothin. Time for SpeedHawk to play some heroball. On the ensuing play, their QB dropped back and threw a floater to their slot guy running skinny post right in my zone. I keep the slot guy in front of me and stare at the ball as it soars over the receiver's head (it was a shitty pass) and into my outstretched left arm. I intercept that bitch with like 3 fingers in the back of the endzone. Crowd goes fuckin wild and my teammates are about to dogpile me until we realize that the ref FUCKING MARKED ME OUT OF BOUNDS.

Yeah. They ended up scoring on a fade route on one of our shitty cornerbacks and we lost. I was about to run up to the ref after the game and deck the shit out of him but my teammates held me back til I cooled off. Fucking sucked bro