The band had made it's way out of the horseshoe and the stadium was empty. I took one last look at the scoreboard and floated down the steps to the main concourse in the North Endzone. Since the student body had made their way out of the stadium, I was alone under the stands with nothing but the mist and the breeze to accompany me. My lungs burning, my throat sore from yelling, I couldn't hold in my emotion any longer...
"YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!"
My voice echoed throughout the concourse, ringing into the night air. We finally won one of "those" games, and it couldn't have come at a better time.