BlueDevils#13

Well..I suppose if you all feel like you don't want to say anything thats cool and all. But I would really like to read them if you would want to put them up. As for those that did I thank you for taking your time to do this. Good luck to you all in your travels though life. and God Bless you all.

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Hampton takes this one, Good luck bulldogs like to see them dogs go all the way.

I have played seven years of playing I am really unsure what to do after these last few games. I am really going to miss the field on Friday nights. I mean I suppose thats hitting it right off as every one is going to miss this the most cause his is what makes you miss the smaller things. But some of my favorite things that I am going to miss is things that rather odd which every team has I suppose. I am going to miss the feeling that you have when you wake up Monday morning and say. "Ah....It's Monday....Time for that crappy practice day" That feeling that you get when you hear the coaches yell that it's conditioning time and you have to run your butt off for what you feel like is for no true reason but know that in the end it's all worth it. I am going to miss Them shuttles, them gashers, them ten yard sprints, them twenty yard sprints, them forty yard sprints, them sixty, eighty, hundred yard sprints, them Snakes. The agility drills, the stamina drills, the weightlifting that you really don't want to do at the end of the day but know it's for the best of the team. The pain that you have at the end of the day when you pull up at home and start to get out of the vehicle and feel it just start to eat away at you making you feel like your to your peek of this sport and want no more but know that you have to take it and just go back out their the next day and give it your all even though it hurts so bad every time you walk. The feeling of know with out a shadow of a doubt that their is something broken in your body but you know that you can't go to the doctor cause he will tell you that you have to sit out this Friday and you know thats not going to happen. The feeling that you get five minutes before you walk out of the locker room to start. The team prayer that you before you leave to start the game. The pray that I have by myself and once with another teammate. The deep breath that you take as your walking past your/their fans to run out. The butterfly's that you get as you stand there and hear everyone screaming. The part where he tells you to go and you rip though the paper and it gets stuck on your head some times and you fight it to remove it so that you don't feel like an idiot in front of everyone. The feeling that you get when you shake that hands with the other captains and tell them. "Lets have a good game" I will miss the stretch lines where you do all this stuff that you really hate doing but know it's for the best. Standing out in front of line five as they all face forward at me. The clapping of hands with the each of them after each stretch. The linebackers "WOOOOOO" That they all break on each time. The DB tango. The DB drills. The one time that I played defensive end in a real game rather than Defensive back. The "Ah your all right", "Sure he's fine", "On the hop","Water!!", "Well Shi*", "Walk it off","Your not coming out of the game unless something is sticking out of you so your all going to have to stink it up". The time we beat Cloudland in the fourth quarter on their homecoming night, the time Cloudland beat us in the fourth quarter on are home coming. Because these where true football games right here. A game where two teams was put on a field with each other knowing nothing but winning. A game where no matter what both teams gave it everything that they had. These will be games that I never forget cause this was true football right where on both parts. I will miss the racing down the field against my lead blocker and listening to him yell at me and then rub it in my face the rest of the season that he is faster than me. I will miss the racing in the middle of a play and conditioning that we did with on another, the attempts of him pushing me down as I pulled ahead and ran away at the same time. The counters, The isos, The Toss. I will miss that way that I hate to land on the fresh cut grass as I know that I am going to be ichey after wards. The sled......This right here would make me should like a Hypocrite but I will miss the sled. The times that it was easy to push as well as the times that it was harder the crap to push. I will miss the yelling that coach had to do for when we messed up route, play, jumped off sides, or when we was just be retards. I will miss lining up behind my five linemen and one tight end and placing all of my trust in them knowing that they are going to keep me safe no matter what happens. I will miss the "Mr. Three TD" That my center calls me. I will miss the crack back blocks on the guy that never sees you coming, the hard hits, the touchdowns, the interception, the tackles, the watching as one of the biggest guys on the team hits one of the smallest guys on their team, the blocking, the chasing down the field when one of your teammates break a big one, the endzone pray that I did after every touchdown but two, the going and eating out on Thursdays with the team and coaches at times, the times when he yelled at me for screwing up, the times when he told me good job, playing halfback and making my highschool dream come true, playing fullback, Getting that hard earned winning season after having such awful years of highschool football, The way you feel when you wake up at 6 in the morning due to a whistle cause your four a days are about to start in camp, the feeling you got when you was told that camp was over, the excitement that get from hearing the fans in the stands, that excitement you get when you look over and see half of your family sitting in the stands watching you, senior night, homecoming, the fireworks, the players, the blue numbers, the lineman that is your best friend that lines up and looks back at you and says "I gotcha Kurt" and runs after the guy that late hit you earlier and he puts him out of the game and walk back and jokes about it, the bus rides that you hate so much cause the only schools your size is a million miles away. I am going to miss the Coaching staff, The locker room, the weight room, the equipment room, the game film. My locker that I have had for four years. The Socks that change for almost every game. The "one glove bandit" Playing for the home crowed, Playing for the crowed that follows you them million miles away and makes you feel like your at home. The complaining about playing in a position that you hate so much but it's where you have to play cause their is no other way. The sacrifices that you have to give up for this sport. The wind going though your helmet when you break a big one. The feeling you get when your standing beside that guy that has played all four years with you and you look over and see him FINALLY cry for the first time after knowing what all you both have been though these four years. Most of all I will miss being so close to this group of guys that I now call brothers on and off the field. I will miss walking down the road to come to practice and whining the whole way down cause you really don't want to do this. I will miss the T sign with are fingers that we did for tailback, I will miss the who ha, who who ha that we did just cause we though it was cool, the gay hand shake that we had but didn't care cause it was ours, The bumping of fist on kickoff. The looking across the field and in to his eye's as you nodded and knew that you both was going to give it everything no matter what. Watching the smallest guy go for the biggest guy but not make that tackle but lock around his waist and only be dragged down the field.(Been there......>_> and loved it). Playing in the rain, Playing when a tornado was just on the other side of the mountain and Noah's arc was going though one of the endzones as we was playing. The jumping jacks. B L U E D E V I L S The tears that you shed after the big loss....The tears you shed after the big win Wearing the unlucky Thirteen. Being part of the Team....Being a Blue Devil........Ugh....I am going to miss it so much...... I am sure that their is more but hey....I just nailed the most important things.... I suppose what I am saying is that I will miss Football in general.

Anyone else care to share?

Any one care to talk about them?

As we all know the football season is coming to an end. For the seniors this is the end. I was just sitting around the other day think about how much I have loved this sport ever since the fifth grade. It's been my second life under God, My Family, and my Friends. Their is a lot about it that I will miss. But I was wondering. What will you guys miss most about football once it's not part of your life anymore?

What will happen here?

I am saying that Devils take this one home with them. 33-18

cjmull16 Sorry forgot to place the name. Also thanks Rangerbook06 and kingbrian3 for the congratz.

Whom is this? May I ask?

I am Feeling that Though Hard work we will come out on top in the End as long as every one Does there Jobs and we Cover Chase then We should Do Well May I ask who this is?