It was a cold rainy night. The teams took to the field in the yearly in state rivalry football game. This year the Lincoln Lions were expected to win, but I was a true fan of the underdogs, the Hudson Hurricanes. I had lived enought years in this town and had adopted the team when my son played for them.
The first half was scoreless with hard fought defense from both teams. By the time the second half began the field was a muddy mess as the rain continued. Splashing and sliding through the game both teams gave it their all.
The game was still scoreless at the beginning of the 4th quarter. Then the Lions kicked a field goal putting them up by three. The defense was still nearly perfect for each team.
The Lions kicked the ball to the Hurricanes after third down and no progression. There was a change in the air as the rain turned to snow. Having the ball and a better chance to throw in snow than the rain, the quarterback took aim and threw. The reciever leaped in the air catching the ball on the twenty-five yard line. They were within field goal range, but they were after a win.
Moving the ball little by little the team ended up at the eight yard line on the third down. There was only forty-five seconds left. The team broke the huddle and lined up for the play. Stepping back the quarterback faked a throw, turned to the right and ran through an opening the defense held for him. The Hurricanes reached the end zone and scored a touchdown. The local crowd went wild.
Now it was a question of whether or not Hudson could hold the lead. The defense took the field and for three downs held the Lions right where they were. Fourth down and ten yards to go, the Lions quarterback fell back for a pass and threw. A Hudson player came out of nowhere and intercepted the ball. The clock showed 12 seconds. The clock was allowed to tick down to zero and the underdogs got the glory of the win.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – underdog