Keeping Score
Since then, we'd been a fairly unstoppable duo, breaking a couple of county records already this year.
Matt was nicknamed Houdini, thanks to his ability to get out of any tight situation on the field, and I'd been labeled the Lion, which I knew came from my name more than any resemblance to that animal. That name had stuck after I'd made my third touchdown in one game and out of pure adrenaline-fueled glee, had let out a primal roar. Now the cheerleaders had made up a special cheer that ended in something like, "We want to hear our lion ROAR!" It was embarrassing as all hell, but then again ...I wasn't going to complain.
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