It was a cold, grey day at Sandstone High School. All the students were going through the normal routines. Everybody was just feeling drab. Last Friday the football team lost to is heighted foe, those evil Pioneers of Coolidge. It was a devastating loss. The Pirates had previously been undefeated. They had put up at least 48 points in every game they had played. Every game had been a shutout. Their total yardage ratio against all of their opponents was 1450/ 10. They had only let up ten yards and it was on a scat route some running back from Kennedy had ran and gotten past the defenders.
Joe Stewart woke up at the usual game day time: 7:00. He did the normal things a teenager does in the morning: take a shower, brush teeth, get dressed, and eat breakfast. He was so pumped for the game tonight. Homecoming was always a game you played to win. Even if your team is 0-5 you have to play to win. Last year the Pirates had shut down the Pioneers offense and had won 34-0.
The Pioneers were normally a bad team. In each of the past five years the Pirates had destroyed the Pioneers. The lowest point count they had racked up was last years 34-0 shutout. But this year something was different. The Pioneers got a whole new coaching staff. They brought in some new players including, the 6’7”, 245 pound quarterback, Emmanuel Lewis. Along with the outstanding quarterback they received his cousin; Dishon “Dishes” Lewis. “Dishes” was 6’9, 204 pounds and he was Emmanuel’s favorite receiver. The pair had connected for 36 touchdowns at their previous school. They, together, were an untamable beast.
Joe had been preparing for the game all week. He was always busting his ass off in practice. He went to film everyday. He listened to all the things the coaches had given the players to defeat the Pioneers. This was going to be the battle of the century.
