Jackson

The third quarter started the way the first half should’ve.

Fast.

Clean.

Focused.

Coach’s voice was still ringing in my ears when we took the field, and for once, it actually worked. We moved the ball with purpose. No stupid penalties. No trying to play hero-ball.

Just football.

On the opening drive, I kept it simple. Short passes. Quick reads. Let the guys do their jobs.

Noah was a wall.

Every time Daniel tried to get inside his head, Noah just drove him ...