This game was not supposed to be as close as it was. Crockett finally won one 41-35, and up until 7:50 seconds in the 4th quarter, the game was under control. The Coogs offense played as well as they could, putting up those 41 points in mostly flawless drives, with both passing efficiency and control of the running game. They looked like a totally different team, and until the 4th quarter, the defense was matching them well enough.
Their starting QB was injured in the 2nd quarter and for a second I thought, well, it should get easier now. To add to that, it started misting that gradually turned to rain (on a side note, stupid weather forecasters had 80-100% chance of rain all week, but changed it to 5% chance of rain before game time so I didn't bother packing rain gear) by halftime and it just made sense the game would become a blowout. Their back-up QB needs to be their starter, he is a tiny guy, for a QB, looked like he might barely weigh 100 pounds, but he could throw the ball. He wasn't a fast runner, but he seemed to know what he was doing. Before the half, he led them on a long drive with a couple of beautiful long passes, they scored with 3 minutes left, we got the ball back and scored in two plays, so they got the ball back with 2:40 seconds and they managed to score again before the half. The really sucked after them not doing much the rest of the half, but we were up 21-14.
After the half, it stopped raining hard but the field was wet, Baby A had one bad snap (I will share that bullshit in the next blog), the Coogs lost the ball, but gained it back on some really good defense, that lasted until the 4th quarter. Our boys scored again and again, with ease. By the start of the 4th quarter, the score was still 35-20. It looked like it was safe to relax, but of course, one can't when competing. On a beautiful run of 40 yards into the end zone, the runner decided it was a good idea to taunt the defenders, he got an unsportsmanlike penalty, the touchdown was taken back and the coaches pulled him from the game. That was just stupid, play with some class, it might be your first win, no reason to be an ass. After that score (they came back and scored a minute later) Wife did a "whew, 7:50 left, this was a good game, Mijo will be happy they won..." something like that, I told her the game ain't over, don't start celebrating. Like clockwork, the wheels came off the bus.
Within 20 seconds of the clock counting down, with a score of 41-20, the Vikings scored on a long bomb, they didn't get the extra kick, so they would still need to score 3 times or get a 2 point conversion. They did a BS onside kick, it bounced around and they got the ball back. They then took two minutes to drive the field and scored again, making the score 35-41. It gets confusing in my head, but there were 2 back to back on-sides kicks and they lost both of them. When there was less than a minute, they tried a third on-sides kick, but it only went like 6 yards and officially it needs to travel ten yards for the other team to claim it. We got the ball back and they were finally able to close the game out. It was very stressful, but I guess a win's a win.
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