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Narrator is speaking to his son, and audience in a story: First part is him recalling the game as if he were there second part is him in the present talking about the game

Sweat pouring down my face, heart pounding. #11 brings it up, gives it up #25, drains three before the half in my face. Crowd erupts. Scorer comes to me, says “look at the scoreboard, goin for 40.” Halftime just shouts. After halftime lead increased from 12 to 18. Down 18, 3min to go. We call a timeout, the last timeout. After huddle our team’s entire mood changed. 50%of the crowd had left. We went on a 20-0 run in the last 3min,  buzzer sounded we won. Arena was as quiet as anyone ever heard it. We pulled a videogame comeback. No handshakes, no fight, nothing. Didn’t cheer, no boos, silence. Our team and coach, walked to half court sat down and started crying.  “The 20-0 run.” was the name it got.

30 years since still remember.  Let me tell what coach said in our timeout. When coach called time he said “Our season is three minutes from being over. You’re the best team I ever had I love you guys. This game meant alot, their coach 25 years ago beat me in the city championship, hit the winner in my face. Every time we played he won. Never faced him again in any championship, today was my rematch. He is humiliating me even more today than 25 years ago.” Our  coach was blinking his eyes at the ceiling. 20point comeback at their home, priceless. God should’ve seen the fans.  Best part came after the game I took the game ball, gave it to the kid who said he would drop forty.