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The hour of the Super Bowl had arrived, and the whole country had come to a standstill. The Leviathans were facing off with the Buccaneers in a competition that would determine the ultimate winner. All eyes were on the game.
I had spent many days and nights preparing myself for this moment, and now it had finally dawned on me. One of the most nervous things about a big game was the insane expectations that everybody had. My anxiety was based on the fact that most of my team members would be looking at me. Many of the offensive drills we had done featured me using my strength and acceleration, either blocking or catching, thereby scoring the wins we needed.
All eyes were definitely going to be on me, particularly after the opposition managed to understand our game plan. I just wanted to do well, shine and look like a hero in the eyes of Mandy.
It surprised me slightly how eager I was to impress her instead of my teammates and Coach Kramer. A lot of my strength at the moment was coming from the thought of being with Mandy.
Being with her for the past couple of days was a genuinely revitalizing experience for me. She cooked very healthy food, she made me go to bed early, and the sex we had was outrageous. I had never been this comfortable in my life.
To think that I had always been scared of being in a relationship, I now understood that my problem was finding the right person. I thought about my father, some of the tribulations he had gone through, and I felt lucky that I had Mandy.
The game kicked off at a high tempo, the Buccaneers running the ball right away and putting our team under pressure. However, we soaked up their attempted advances, and to the immense cheers of our fans, kept them back.
Once we were on the offense, as predicted, I was the centerpiece of our attacking strategy. I had to run very fast with the ball, occasionally getting tackled but implementing an ingenious plan that Coach Kramer had for winning the game.
At first, the team struggled to get into a good pace. The opponents’ enthusiasm was a serious weapon in their arsenal. But Coach Kramer’s tactics emphasized consistent runs, and we soon realized that our opponents were not going to be able to resist our pace.
The stadium was large and the crowd even larger. I couldn’t make out Mandy. I knew she was among the sea of people somewhere on the sidelines, screaming her lungs out in support, and it gave me a lot of strength.
The cheering from within the stadium was deafening, but it spurred us on, and with time, we started changing the tide of the game. Coach Kramer was frantic on the sideline, screaming instructions, waving his hands, his eyes dilated like those on an action figure.
However, my brilliant runs coupled with an impressive frontline effort resulted in a goal winning the game, something that immersed all of us into dreamland. I never knew that a stadium could get so noisy. The celebrations nearly got out of control.
One person who was particularly pleased and almost impossible to keep down was Coach Kramer. He was so proud of us boys and did a couple of laps around the field, hugging players from both teams. He was delighted.
The cheerleaders eventually got onto the field, and I went straight for Mandy. She was looking sexier than ever in her skirt, and I kissed her deeply and passionately. It was a good day for football, a good day for me because we had managed to win.
I was now a Super Bowl champion, and things could only get better from this point. I expected other teams would be in contact with me soon enough about me joining them. I knew I would have plenty of suitors, but only one girl.
I did not want to readily admit it right there, but the foundation of my success had been the fantastic nights I had been spending with Mandy. I knew that she would be something special to me, and she had not failed to disappoint in any way.
The hot sex we had been having was truly rejuvenating because she gave me sensations that were entirely new for me. The experiences that she had put me through in the past couple of days was nothing short of magical.
The coach came over to me and expressed his delight, pointing out that Mandy had played an essential role in my overall performance. I could not help but stare into my girlfriend’s face, admiring her.
“She’s definitely good for you, man,” said Coach Kramer, patting me on the back before walking off to hug some other players.
“You know, he’s right,” I told Mandy, holding her close to me.
Around us, the players were celebrating with the coaching staff and fans who had managed to get on the field. There was a frenzy around us, but the strength of the affection we both felt for each other seemed to make the entire world come to a halt.
