“You don’t go down without a fight… Trust me, I know.” I smirk even though he can’t see it. His lips curve into a grin, but he crushes it and covers it with his usual scowl. “Fuck you.” “Yes! Perfect.” I clap. “Use that anger and go kick some Hokie ass!” Diving away from him, I jump up and down, facing the crowd. Lifting my hands over and over to signal make some noise, which they do. The crowd is screaming and hollering, the stands shaking with thundering noise and stomps to match the fading music of “We Will Rock You.”
Awww i dont even like football and im invested in a fake game
