Another one bites the dust.

It was a fine day, the birds were singing, the smell of Oxygen was in the air, the wind, blowing gently on the players heads. "Ready! Set! Hike!" the coach yelled, the players clashed on a heap of flailing limbs and yells, the ball was handed off,a moment of confusion hit the other team, Sam ran, he juked left then right, children fell behind him, defeated. He ran faster than no child had ran before, the blood feeding Oxygen to his muscles, his heart pumping faster and faster, the children pursued him, but they were no match. Sam left them in the dust, left them to taste the grass, it was the first play of their possession and he annihilated them, leaving them nothing but dust and a mouth full of dirt. It was a touch down, a moment of victory like none other, it was the victory of a child.

True story.
-Ernie