Chapter 5
Part 3
"You finally find…"
This was probably one of my favorite pre-games of my life. This time I had my good luck charm right in my arms and I kissed her before leaving to meet the rest of the team and she smiled wishing me good luck and a last bit of advice. "Don't get hurt Sean. Just play your best."
I tromped down that hallway with the rest of the team silently smiling to myself as I slammed my hand against the "Play Like a Champion Today" poster just like I'd done so many times before. Today it felt so much more significant. Like advice rather than a symbol of good luck.
Charlie Slammed himself against me and we exited the tunnel to thousands of people screaming with all their might and every one jumped around psyching themselves up even more than normal.
This was the big one and, despite it all, I didn't feel this overwhelming pressure that I might screw up. Just this flaming bubble growing inside of me. You know that ego bubble that Cam always made fun of me for.
We really could beat them you know.
"I can't watch," I muttered covering my eyes as Sean took the field for the opening drive.
Megan grabbed my arms trying to pry them from my face but forgetting that I'm stronger than her. "Cam you know you want to watch," she mumbled finally giving up her futile attempts to control me.
She was wrong. If it hadn't been for the thunder of applause as Heeney, the running back, converted a first down I never would have looked.
Why was this game so much harder to watch now that I cared personally about what was going to happen?
I also watched as Sean threw his first pass for a pretty acceptable 20 yard gain.
"See breathe Cam. He'll be fine," Megan muttered into my ear.
I looked at her in a bit of shock. "What? Why wouldn't he?"
Megan shrugged. "Charlie was just worried that you might be a distraction to Sean, but he was obviously wrong. Sean'll be fine," she said while I paled.
I suddenly felt bad for Shaq's wife. I wonder if people call her a distraction. Not that I have any plans what so ever to marry Sean. No way man.
"Oh God if they lose it'll all be my fault!" I practically yelled trying to ignore the burst of applause from the crowd. "I'll just be a big distraction!" I yelled even louder trying to be heard over the crowd.
"I never thought I'd be saying this to you of all people but loosen up Cam. Sean just threw a Touchdown already. See everything's fine," she soothed looking at me slightly worriedly.
"Oh right," I said now turning my attention back to the field and Gioa kicked the extra point. See no worries.
At about halftime (score: 14-10 us) I turned to Meg still yelling from the adrenaline of the game. "Can we not tell anyone I had a minor freak out? Sean'll be unbearable if he knows I was worried about him."
Megan smiled at me as if I was her little sister. "Don't worry Cam I won't tell."
"And could you not tell him about the cursing episode when he got sacked?" I asked innocently.
"Which time?"
I cast my head down. "All three please."
She smiled at me and chuckled. "Can I tell him about when you threatened the lives of those USC fans?"
I dropped my jaw in indignation. "Let's not make fun of me for that. Everyone wanted to say something. No one likes hecklers. How'd they get seats in the student section anyway?"
Megan shook her head. "I'll take that as a no then."
"Fine," I growled, "but I'm telling Charlie about that comment you made about Frank looking 'super-sexy' in his football pants."
Megan gasped. "You wouldn't."
"Wouldn't I?" I asked back tempting her to try me.
Megan stood up scowling at me. "I'm going to get a big pretzel," she said with a mock coldness then marched back up the steps to the vendors.
I remember throwing that last pass. The one that went right to Charlie with four seconds left on the clock and us down by four. (25-21 them)
Charlie just kind of skipped in the air and came down with it right in the end zone.
I don't really remember my reaction as people just seemed to jump on top of me (and I'm talking like 350 pound guys) and they all yelled and screamed with excitement because we'd done it. We were literally #1 in the nation.
It was almost like something out of a book as the student section swarmed the field and even though I'd like to say it was thoroughly romantic and that I immediately found Cam and we made-out on the field even though I was all sweaty and gross and people could see us. But I didn't find her and, it took me about 30 minutes to even regain my wits after being trampled by my own teammates. That, and the fact that those USC guys really come at a guy hard.
In fact I had to spend the rest of the evening with the trainer and even had to get an MRI because I had a minor concussion. Which sucked because it meant, by the time they finally let me leave, everyone else had left to go party their little heads off and I had absolutely nowhere to go and wasn't allowed any alcohol anyway.
So of course I decided to at least try Cam's dorm and see if she hadn't gone out yet.
She hadn't and I got that victory kiss I was hoping for as soon, as she opened the door, with her pressing me against the wall very passionately. I just kind of picked her up while still kissing (I'm pretty freaking skilled like that) and carried her back into her dorm.
The rest is left up to the imigination.
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