My boys of fall, you did amazing.

For those of you that don't know. My school's football team, along with my brothers loaded up and went allll the way to Riverside, which is on the other side of the Tennessee River.
Two and a half hours later, we were pumped up and ready to go.
The game started off pretty crappy, the reffs didn't call a THING all night long. They were roughing our quarter back so bad that he got hurt, AND the other team was CHEERING when he did, yeah, real classy right?
They scored, and so did we in the second quarter.
The third quarter was mostly just a bunch of flags being thrown, and me losing my voice. We got the field goal towards the middle of the fourth quarter, and we were winning, and our crowd was doing awesome with cheering.
With 50 seconds left in the game, they scored. And, at that point, when we still could've won, come a beautiful play, we didn't. We gave up, and i'll admit it, as soon as they scored, I did too.
I started crying once i looked at Zach's little sister Steavie who hugged me and said, "I wanted to go to a football game friday night instead of a stupid dance!!" It'll be her first dance, btw.
Brittney came up and we hugged, and kept on crying. I had stopped, but when I saw my brother hugging the quarter back, and i could tell they were both crying i lost it.
And every time my brother hugged someone else like that, i cried even more.
I gave them  all a hug, all my 'brothers' anyway. There is nothing like being hugged by a sweaty boy after a football game, gross, to you maybe, but to me it's priceless. And, unless i get a boyfriend that plays, i won't ever get to again.
When i hugged my brother i said "Good game bubba, I love you."
and he said, "I love you too." But his voice cracked because he was crying so hard.
And if any of you read this and think, "That's stupid, why would you cry over losing a game, it's just a game."
It was just a game, i guess. But it was their last one, that's it. For six years, every friday night during football season, i have watched all those boy's sweat, blood and tears.
Also, if we had won, it would've broken a school record, it was a huge deal to them. And it should've been.
Boys, you left your hearts out on that field tonight, I'm so proud to be a Rocket, and I love you all.<3
Happiness and football.
- Kimberlee.
"Well it's turn and face the Stars and Stripes,It's fighting back them butterflies,It's call it in the air, alright yes sir we want the ball,And it's knocking heads and talking trash,It's slinging mud and dirt and grass,It's I got your number, I got your back when your back's against the wall,You mess with one man you got us all,The boys of fall."