The Runner IV

… i lifted him off of his feet drove the mass of my body forward then … with the help of gravity … downward completing the full 180 degree arc of the tackle … continued

Unknown

 i heard the clatter of

shoulder pads

the

dull  thud of the runner’s

helmet

bouncing off the

ground …

…..

then the desperate

sucking noise you make

when

the wind has been the

knocked out of your

lungs …

…..

i laid partially on top of the

runner

listening to him

struggle to

breathe …

familiar with that

momentary sense of

desperation you

feel

when you think

you are going to

suffocate to

death …

…..

i knew that within

ten seconds or so

he would

realize

he wasn’t going to

die ….

…..

….. i put my left hand

against the

ground

then,

adding insult to injury

i

placed my other hand

against his

chest

and pushed up

into

a standing

position …

…..

my mind was empty of

thought …

but

a

persistent

sound

drew my attention to the

left

toward the opposing team’s

bleachers …

.…

when i turned to

look

i was

astonished

by what i

saw …

…..

many of the

opposing team

fans were

standing…

clapping their

hands …

 their eyes

fixed on

me

wearing smiles of

respect

or

wide eyed

wonder …

…..

i turned and

trotted toward

my side of the

field …

…..

their applause sounded like

heavy rain drops

splattering against

concrete

during a summer

storm …

…..

each time my cleats sank into the

ground

 the

applause grew

softer and

 softer …

until

finally

it seemed i had

emerged

from a heavy downpour on a

summer

day …

into a cool autumn night

the smell of

burning leaves

in the

air …

Published by midcenturyman

Mid century vintage man/dad, degreed, experienced, musician, music lover, photographer, writer.

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