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...It Had Become Pathetic

Mark My Words

A couple short passes and a long bomb later, and we were in striking range.

But then Louis beat me on a fly pattern and Jy dropped two passes on the next series. On third down, I threw a wobbling pass into Bill's arms.

He didn't even try to run. He just stood there and laughed.

They weren't trying anymore.

When Jy and I got the ball again, losing by four touchdowns, I sent him on a long route.

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If they're not trying, we'll make them pay for it, I thought.

I flung a long pass.

"I hope he catches it," Louis said. He didn't. It had become pathetic.

Jy took over at quarterback. And he called a play--the only play he had called all year--a Statue of Liberty.

He faded back and started laughing. I took the ball from him and started laughing. Louis tagged me.

But it didn't matter. We were laughing.

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