The Starter
I was doing blocking drills at football practice. Then it was time to scrimmage. I over heard my teams head coach asking my teams defensive coordinator if Ryan had been doing well on his drills. Then I heard the reply "yes" I was wondering what that meant.
Before the first play of scrimmage the defensive coordinator told me that I was the starting defensive end. I got so exited
That made me work really hard the rest of practice to prove to my coaches that they made the right choice and in that practice I got three sacks.
When I was about to leave one of my coaches told me that the defensive coordinator made the right choice that moment I thought maybe I mean something to this team.
When I was about to leave one of my coaches told me that the defensive coordinator made the right choice that moment I thought maybe I mean something to this team.
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