Silo: "Just two! I was insulted. The second guy was this little nasty-faced bastard, weighed about one-eighty or so, thought he was bad.Came in the game trash-talking. He'll leave the field in just a minute."
Pitch to Mabry, wide right again, and he's got some room, up to the thirty and out of bounds. An East Pike youngster is shaken up on the field.
Silo: "That's him."
Blanchard: "What'd you do?"
Silo: "The play swept right, away from us. I chop-blocked him, got him on the ground,then dropped a knee into his stomach. Squealed like a pig. He lasted for three plays. Never came back."
Paul: "They could've flagged us for unnecessary roughness on every play, offense or defense."
Neely: "While they dragged him off the field, Chenault tells me that their left tackle is not moving too well. Got something wrong, a twisted ankle maybe, the guy's in pain but won't leave the game. So we ran at him five straight times, same play. Six, seven yards a pop with Marcus low to the ground, just looking for someone to run over. I'd hand the ball off and watch the carnage."
Silo: "Turn it up, Nat."
First and ten on the East Pike thirty-eight. The Spartans are moving the ball but they're sure eating up the clock. Not a single pass so far in the second half. Six minutes to go. Curry in motion left, the snap, option right, the pitch to Mabry, who swings outside to the thirty! The twenty-five! All the way down to the East Pikeeighteen, and the Spartans are knocking at the door!
Neely: "After every play, Mabry sprinted back to the huddle and said, 'Gimme the ball, bro, just gimme the ball.' So we did."
Paul: "And afterNeely called every play, Silo would say, 'You fumble it, and I'll break your neck.' "