Fixated

Two

"Go!" I heard Coach Will screaming from the sideline.
I faked number 45 ran off to guard our best wide receiver.
My feet picked up speed going towards the end zone.
20 yards
10
5
1
SLAM!
Number 16 slammed into me from behind and as I fell I dove determined to not let my knee touch the ground yet.
The ref blew his whistle as my knee slipped over the end line and fell to the ground.
My 20th touchdown of the season, it was nothing special to me, but the team freaked like always.
I stood and looked to the stands.
The crowd was cheering.
I smiled and ran off the field.
"Coach put Alex in I need a rest, my back hurts," I said.
"Alec get in there," Coach Will yelled.
Alex stood, he has learned to live with Alec instead of Alex.
"Have fun out there man," I said.
Alex was one of those players who never got a shot, he was our third quarter back so he never got to play.
What the HELL!" Max Conner was yelling at coach Will because he put Alex in instead of him. Max was the second quarterback.
"Hey, it was David's idea," Coach Will said trying to save himself.
Knowing he couldn't touch me, Max sulked back to his seat on the bench.
I smirked a little.
We won the game.
"Nice job, Jock," a boy said from behind me.
I turned around to see someone I never expected to be at a game.
"Ty Wilson?" I asked.
He nodded. "Yeah, my mom made me come, since you know it is one of the last games of the season."
"Yeah, one more game," I said. I started to turn.
"Hey, Jock," he stopped me. "Good game."
"Thanks, Rebel." I turned and heads to the locker room.