Victory is Sweet

We had a big game today. A game against Durham, well Durham are an Ivy league university in an American sense, think, Brown, Princeton, Colombia. So they are a bunch of smart-ass, uptight guys. Well they are also a new team, so, they suck..right? To put things in perspective, we lost 34-28 to Newcastle, and Durham lost 50-0 to Newcastle, so we figured we could put basketball figures on them. Also to add to the rivalry, Durham's current coach was out coach from about 4 seasons ago, and he basically walked out on the team. So there, we had to beat them, no excuses. I think the idea that they were a walkover seemed to get to our heads and by the end of the first half, the so called 'worst team in the league' were beating us 14-0, I had never seen so much anger and dissent in our team. Coaches were fuming, teammates were arguing, it was hell. The Durham visitors were estatic, they were going to beat us on our own field.
The coach rallied the offence at half time, we needed to change our tactics, because we were too damn permeable. So basically, two more men were added to the line (people whose responsibilty is to prevent defensive players stopping our play), of course these two men were not just added, we had to replace them. So basically we wouldn't be throwing the ball, but we would be running it. And oh how did this work, the first play in the second half and BAM! Touchdown, from our American Compadre William Smith...from about the middle of the field all the way to the endzone, complete with Roc Boys salute (go watch Jay-Z's 'Roc Boys' video if you don't know what I'm talking about) Our next touchdown was actually a pass, and then our replacement QB Adam, bravely ran the ball to everyone's surprise, including his teammates. This was it, we were up 18-14. All we had to do was shut their offense out, and our Defense did that with grace. By the time we finished, the sun had set, it was quite dark, and our pitch is not equipped with floodlights.
When the final whistle blew our sideline erupted in euphoric cheers, we had done it, we had come from behind to beat our arch-rivals, Victory had never tasted sweeter, Never!
I didn't come off the game unscathed, No, I strained my medial collateral ligament, nothing major though, I should give it a rest and I'll be alright. We have a week off next week, and then Newcastle the week after, we shall be Victorious once more!