A Black & White Documentary: A Titan's Biography

I Want To Hold Your Hand

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"This is it," Dahlia mumbles softly to herself. She grips her camera nervously, squinting against the bright lights that lit the field they'd be playing on tonight. The amount of energy in the air was practically electric. All the excitement, the competitiveness, the nerves. It all seemed so surreal.

The high pitched calls coming from the cheerleaders and hearty shouts from the crowd, were merely muffled background noise to Dahlia as she continued to gaze out at the open field. She jumps when a heavy hand suddenly lands on her shoulder.

"You ready?" Glancing back she's happy to see Coach Boone staring back at her. She quickly pulls a small notebook out of her pocket and writes-

Game #1

T.C. Williams vs. Hayfield

Flipping it closed and shoving it back in to her pocket, she nods and turns to follow Boone to the locker room. The silence that falls over the two catches Dahlia's attention. Boone was never this quiet. He always has something to say, always has a point to make.

"Everything peachy, Coach?" She asks just loud enough to catch his attention over the crowd. Now that she got a good look at him she notes just how tense and pale he appears to be. In all honesty, he looked a little ill. Dahlia slowly comes to the realization that Coach Boone was nervous.

"You don't look too well," she observes placing a gentle hand on his arm, halting his steps. Boone glances back at her and sends a confident grin her way, which makes him look a little more like himself.

"Just a bit too much adrenaline running through me, that's it. Nothing a little football won't fix," he assures while placing his hand over hers. Dahlia smiles at this and takes one more longing look out at the field.

"Don't blame you, Coach. The pressure's on today," she admits, taking in the now overwhelming shouts from the crowd. "I can only imagine what you're going through right now." This catches Boone's attention and he turns to stare at her questionably. Sensing this, Doll's quick to explain.

"The Titans are making their big debut today. The world is being introduced to not just them, but the idea of integration, of unity, of equality." Boone's stare slowly morphs into one of surprise at the young lady's mature words. Dahlia shakes her head causing her short ponytail to whip her cheeks, before turning back to face Boone, "If I have learned anything from this past week of school, it's that we'll be facin' a lot of scrutiny out here today." The two stand there in silence for a few seconds, before Coach clears his throat and motions over his shoulder.

"Why don't you head on in and see the boys first," he suggests. Dahlia raises an eyebrow, but spares him her questions after realizing he already began to leave. She stares after his figure, a troubled expression on her face as she debated going after him or not. Ultimately she decides against it and turns to head into the locker rooms.

"Hope you're all decent!" She calls out while bursting into the room happily. A few high pitched yelps came from some of the guys at her sudden appearance, which sends her into a fit of laughter.

"There you are, Doll!" Gerry comments while stepping forward to hug the cheerful girl. A few of the guys are quick to follow his lead, and she's all too happy to hug them in return before glancing around to see if everyone was ready.