1st SEASON #4
Yeah! Smokey made a big play and got them to the 34. It was another first down, but Adam wasn't satisfied. He barked out the next play, all curls, then sent them out to their posts.
The ball was snapped, and Harley had a plan. Masters was over eager and arrogant, so she was going to let him think he was ahead. The ball was snapped and she darted out exactly as she had the last time she ran the curl and just the same he covered her tight. Again, she planted and came back. The ball was there. If Masters had picked up on it like he had before....
As she pulled the ball in, Harley tucked her shoulder low and drove up right where Masters should be to make the stop. He was there. Her hit folded him over her back and a lift flipped him the rest of the way over. She was clear.
Charging for the endzone, Duce was coming in hot from the center. Using the few yards she had, she angled for the pylon. 15, 10, 5, 3... Duce was closing. It wasn't enough. Ben came in from out of nowhere, leveling Duce and sending him airborne. Harley crossed the line, holding the ball up and curling back around. She didn't have a special dance so she just shoulder bumped Smokey who was there first, then hugged Ben as he came in. The crowd was roaring so loudly that she almost got light headed. The rest of the offense crowded, but through the pad pounding, she found Adam and jumped into his arms.
"Whoooooh Yeah. Oh My God that was awesome!!! Whooooooooooooh!!!"
After her round of hugs and celebrations, she ran for the sidelines, high fiving Heather as she came out for the PAT. "Yeah, Heather. Bitches rule!!"