Prewriting 4.2

The coin was tossed and were forced to defend first. I never liked being on defense first. I prefer the offense starting off and scoring on the first drive. So this way I have less pressure on me to stop the opposing team from gaining ground. Being a starter is never easy, especially when you are going against offensive lineman who look like grown men. And the fact that this was the National Championship game didn't help. My hear was beating out of my chest, I couldn't even see the line of scrimmage in front of me. All I hear is "down, set"... the offensive tackles dark eyes were glaring at me, I could sense it, I'm gonna fuck everything up or break my hands I kept thinking to myself.."HIT! The lineman's hands shoot at me me like two pistols ready to blow my brains out.  Then my instincts kicked in, everything I had practiced for so long fired out of me like hot lava, and I drove that lineman's big ass so far I actually took myself out of the play. luckily there were a group of linebackers behind me to clean up behind me. Then I jumped on the pile and suddenly the butterflies went away.