Cheerleader Narrative

In high school, I was a varsity cheerleader at Crystal River High School. The cool breezy air on Friday nights, under the big football lights; Hearing all the fans cheer loudly, and watching the excitement on everyone's face. This was the most enjoyable 3 years I had in my entire high school career. Every year we looked forward to playing against our rival who we had beaten for 11 years straight.
Friday night lights is what my entire school looked forward to every week. Being a cheerleader, I got to see all the "behind the scene action" of the football players preparing for the big upcoming rival game. All the hard work and dedication they put into this one game; Training, conditioning, and all the extra practice hours. The Crystal River
This being my first time participating in "Lecantwin Hate Week", I went all out. I painted my legs, did not wear anything that was not school colors, hung up flyers, anything to get school spirit done, I did it. The day of the game especially.
4:30 PM came. That was when the cheerleaders had to be at the school to prepare everything for the game. 7 o'clock PM was when the game started. The stands were completely filled. All I could remember seeing was gold and blue filling the stands and even on the ground all around. The whole county was there for this one game. You could hear cheering throughout the whole game. The whole time, it was neck and neck. Scores were so unbelievably close. We would get a touchdown. Then the next play Lecanto got a touchdown. One after the other.
We were down to the last 7 seconds of the game. Score 20-14; of course, Crystal River was winning. We had this. We had no doubt our team was going to win. Then you hear the buzzer and all of Crystal River was silent. Lecanto beat us with a 45-yard pass that landed in the arms of one of their players in the end-zone. Making the final score, 20-21. Crystal River sat there with disbelieve. 11 years, Lecanto had lost to Crystal River. Until tonight, Lecanto