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Of course I can help you, Coach Heupel.
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Dillon Bates, the legacy hero that arrived with tremendous expectations finally stood at the front.
Surrounded by his teammates, Dillon began to briefly reminisce about his early struggles. His injuries. The defensive playbook that seemed like jarble to him, in a way a foreign traveler tried to read traffic signs in their new destination. Constantly fighting for a place against other great players, who were now moved on. Some to be the NFL.
He knew that sometimes, no matter what you do, you just can't win in that moment. And he had many in his time with his dream school. The school of his blood.
But here he stood. Another chance. Another opportunity to have "his" moment.
With fire in his eyes, he watched as the crimson juggernaut lined up their 6'2 255 pound running back in an eye formation with an even bigger manchild leading the former bruiser.
This was it. His team leading by five points only needed to hold! Only one yard stood between the Crimson Tide and last minute victory and yet another birth to the college football playoff.
But in between the one yard, stood him. The 5th year leader. The legacy. Dillon Bates knew that everything he endured at Tennessee had led him to this moment.
He veered down towards to line as the man in stripes placed the ball on the ground and ran behind the Crimson offense.
Something ignited in his belly. His muscles tensded and his energy spiked.
The ball snapped! He.....
To be continued 😊
Edit: I-Formation
Surrounded by his teammates, Dillon began to briefly reminisce about his early struggles. His injuries. The defensive playbook that seemed like jarble to him, in a way a foreign traveler tried to read traffic signs in their new destination. Constantly fighting for a place against other great players, who were now moved on. Some to be the NFL.
He knew that sometimes, no matter what you do, you just can't win in that moment. And he had many in his time with his dream school. The school of his blood.
But here he stood. Another chance. Another opportunity to have "his" moment.
With fire in his eyes, he watched as the crimson juggernaut lined up their 6'2 255 pound running back in an eye formation with an even bigger manchild leading the former bruiser.
This was it. His team leading by five points only needed to hold! Only one yard stood between the Crimson Tide and last minute victory and yet another birth to the college football playoff.
But in between the one yard, stood him. The 5th year leader. The legacy. Dillon Bates knew that everything he endured at Tennessee had led him to this moment.
He veered down towards to line as the man in stripes placed the ball on the ground and ran behind the Crimson offense.
Something ignited in his belly. His muscles tensded and his energy spiked.
The ball snapped! He.....
To be continued 😊
Edit: I-Formation
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