West Ranch Wildats 32, Los Osos Grizzlies 0
Well, we did it.
More on that later.
As for the game, Los Osos proved to be a worthy opponent for most of the contest, especially on defense. They were stingy in allowing run yardage and relentless in pressuring our quarterback when we tried to throw.
We started with the ball, and managed to drive perhaps twenty-five yards before a key holding call put us in a hole. We could not convert on a third-and-twenty (we did make about twelve yards, but we were still facing fourth and eight) and I had to shout something our team hadn't heard since game three:
"Punt!"
There was a sort of collective pause on the sideline: not of panic or of discouragement, but a sort of realization.
We were in a game.
We went in at half up 8-0, and those eight points had been hard-won. After a Grizzly punt that our return man let go, we found ourselves on our own three. We drove down the length of the field, taking perhaps a dozen plays to reach their eight yard line, but we could not put it in. Los Osos wasn't able to do much either, so they punted again from deep in their own territory and we resumed our drive, this time needing only perhaps fifty yards. This drive was successful, and we went in at half 8-0.
We came out after the half and managed to put together another drive to go up 16-0.
Los Osos was starting to crack.
We broke their backs when our middle linebacker intercepted a pass and ran it back to their eight yard line, where we punched it in to go ahead 24-0. Los Osos then put nine men in the box on defense to try and stop our run game, so we went to spread formation and threw a sixty yard touchdown pass to clinch the game and go ahead 32-0.
Due to one thing and another, this game was the end of our season. We had said, a long, long time ago, we wanted to have an undefeated season, and we did it.
More on that in later posts.
More on that later.
As for the game, Los Osos proved to be a worthy opponent for most of the contest, especially on defense. They were stingy in allowing run yardage and relentless in pressuring our quarterback when we tried to throw.
We started with the ball, and managed to drive perhaps twenty-five yards before a key holding call put us in a hole. We could not convert on a third-and-twenty (we did make about twelve yards, but we were still facing fourth and eight) and I had to shout something our team hadn't heard since game three:
"Punt!"
There was a sort of collective pause on the sideline: not of panic or of discouragement, but a sort of realization.
We were in a game.
We went in at half up 8-0, and those eight points had been hard-won. After a Grizzly punt that our return man let go, we found ourselves on our own three. We drove down the length of the field, taking perhaps a dozen plays to reach their eight yard line, but we could not put it in. Los Osos wasn't able to do much either, so they punted again from deep in their own territory and we resumed our drive, this time needing only perhaps fifty yards. This drive was successful, and we went in at half 8-0.
We came out after the half and managed to put together another drive to go up 16-0.
Los Osos was starting to crack.
We broke their backs when our middle linebacker intercepted a pass and ran it back to their eight yard line, where we punched it in to go ahead 24-0. Los Osos then put nine men in the box on defense to try and stop our run game, so we went to spread formation and threw a sixty yard touchdown pass to clinch the game and go ahead 32-0.
Due to one thing and another, this game was the end of our season. We had said, a long, long time ago, we wanted to have an undefeated season, and we did it.
More on that in later posts.
