Chapter 51

“Hut!”

Bryce and Morgan took off down the field, racing to beat the coverage. Patton never looked away from them, waiting…waiting…waiting for that split second of advantage. Bodies crashed around him, jostling his arm and legs. He felt gloved hands grabbing blindly at his feet and jersey, but he still held onto the ball until there was some sunlight between Morgan and Wilson. He settled with his foot back and cocked his arm, releasing the ball just before the safety reached him. Patton rolled to the grass, pushing himself back up to his feet as soon as he disentangled himself from the defender.

He was in time to see the ball float into Morgan’s outstretched hands just as pretty as you please.