Cross Country end of the year football (and the pain im in)

On Saturday, at 8:01 am, the annual intersquad tackle football match between the upper and lower classmen on the cross country team began. Cross country athletes, going toe to toe on the frozen tundra of wartburg's football field fighting for glory, bragging rights, and in the case of freshman battling just not to sustain a major injury. All week long the trashtalking was going on (we didnt mean any of it, it was all in good fun), and my place on the underclassmen team was guaranteed. We knew the upperclassmen would take the biggest, strongest sophomores to even the lineups and on game day they selected josh hones and parker comentino, two guys you do not want to see coming at you full speed. When the game began, I took my spot on the line, as lack of real catching skills pretty much guaranteed I would stay there the whole game. Our line took some time to develop a rhythm, but when the first half ended and we found ourselves down by a touchdown (thanks to a score on defense by us), and with hope that perhaps the game would be closer than first thought. But as the second half got under way something happened, our line began to systematically dominate their line!!! Every play, we managed to break somebody free for a shot at the quarterback, and because of this the upperclassmen never managed to get an offense going. Then, we made huge plays on defense, one pick six, and a fumble recovery returned for a touchdown followed by a successful two point conversion put us up by 10 with less than a half an hour to go. The upperclassmen were appalled, they couldnt figure out why they could get nothing going on offense. The snowy conditions definitely helped us, as they constantly tried to air the ball out, to no avail. In the end, we won, thanks to three huge defensive touchdowns (one offensive) and big key stops, for the second time in the history of the tradition, the freshman/sophomore team won the football game. This morning, i couldn't put on my shoes without sitting, and it hurts not only to type this message but also to laugh, or breathe sharply, if you saw me walking you would think i had been in a car accident, but it was all worth it.