Victory's Grip

The stadium roared with excitement. The clock clicked down to the final seconds, tension thick in the air. Then it happened: a flash of color. The quarterback launched the ball, a perfect spiral cutting through the crowd. The receiver soared, his outstretched hands grasping with the pigskin. He land
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