The vicious chants of the opposing team’s fans are silenced by the mechanism that is cleared in my mind... but one can hear the pulse of my wrists as it throbs from the tightness of the beige waxed tape that wraps them... My white low cut nike socks (inspired by Michael Jeffrey Jordan’s 1991 Playoff Run) are strapped in all black (charcoal) usnikefootball cleats... A dirty white towel stained in blood hangs from the left side of my game belt... My gold rubber mouth piece is two seconds from being clamped from the grit of my angry teeth... the gentleman in the zebra striped attire is pointing in the direction that favors my squad, wakefootball ... approximately twenty seconds prior, it was 4th & 3... the squad believed in the Dirty Dozen & now it’s time to convince them to believe in Twelve again as The QB call my play, AGAIN. Collegiate Hours- t_will_train #ThePlayBookChronicles Oh, by the way, I am hosting my 1st therunningbackclub CAMP on 7/10/21‼️Accompanied by a few incredible f...