Post by Art Teach on Nov 3, 2015 20:47:20 GMT -6
"Well fans the Niners are just 3 yards from another rushing today against the top rated Metropolis Sharks. What do you think of this turn of fortunes for the niners Troy?" The play by play voice of the Niners explained over the big screen in the Titan's tower media room.
"So that is good?" Megan asks Conner.
"Yes, That is good." Conner answers.
"Know what else is good," Zan states,"Not talking in the red zone."
"Humph", Jay Garrick nods agreement from his recliner.
Jayna tosses popcorn at Zan,"Relax baby Harbaugh."
"Joe, The Niner's rookie runningback was on the verge of being bench before today and now he has 160 and 4TDs in the first half."
"This could be an NFL record for a rookie RB. Heck Troy, This could be a record day for a runningback."
The teams line up pre-snap as Megan thinks to Conner,"So you like this football."
"Not really. It is something important to Clark, but I didn't grow up with it. I didn't grow up with anything." Conner tries not to let his memories of childhood come to the surface. Memories that are all Lex Luthor's not his. He speaks,"Megan remember words not thoughts."
"Hey you two are not thinking about me?" Zan states."Then again every woman thinks about me." He kicks his feet up on the coffee table."They can't help themselves."
"Cause of the smell. Right." Jamie sits down on the large sectional."This bathing on gameday being unlucky needs to go man. How can someone who can become water be in such a need for a shower."
"Bask in ambiance baby." Zan replies with a smile.
The ball is snapped and it goes exactly where everyone thinks it will. The quarterback hands it to rookie bust but today rookie star Tyroil Smoochie-Wallace takes the ball. Every player on the Shark's defense swarms the young RB. They hit him 6 yards deep forming a wall then a pile of players. He drives forward 5 yards, 4 yards, 3 yards, 2 yards. The pile stops for a moment Smoochie-Wallace can not even be seen in the pile.
"Come on Smoochie!" Jamie yells.
The whistle blows as the pile suddenly bursts outward. 300 plus pound players fly through the air like dolls. Smoochie strides into the endzone and begins his 5th touchdown dance. He ignores the repeated whistles of the refs.
The head ref steps forward his biceps straining the black and white striped shirt,"The play was whistled dead at the 1 yard line. There is not touchdown."
The color commentator cuts in,"Bad call for Smoochie and he is letting the refs know about it."
Th runningback chases down the head ref and begins to read him the riot act.
"Smoochie better watch himself he could get himself ejected from the... whoa he just pushed the ref."
Smoochies finger hits the ref's thick shoulder and knocks him onto his backside. Refs and 49er players begin to push and pull on Smoochie who finally stomps back to the endzone and begins calling to the crowd. "Are you not entertained!"
The head ref stands and announces,"Contact with the offcial. 15 yards penalty and ejection of the player. 2nd down and goal from the 16 49ers."
The teams begin to huddle but Smoochie continues to scream from the endzone. Security begins to move forward.
Smoochie's roar stops everyone in the stadium. He slams his fist into the goalpost and it crushes bending sideways. He grabs the goalpost and lifts it easily. "You can not take me from the field of battle." He swings the goalpost knocking aside a half dozen guards, players, and refs.
"Uhh Troy I can't believe what is going on."
"Joe I think our game just became a crime scene."
Jay Garrik is up out of the recliner faster than a human eye can follow him. "We have an issue Titans. Let's go."
Jamie's armor begins to form around him,"Shouldn't you say Assemble, or Morphin time. Something like that."
"Humph" Jay grunts.
"So that is good?" Megan asks Conner.
"Yes, That is good." Conner answers.
"Know what else is good," Zan states,"Not talking in the red zone."
"Humph", Jay Garrick nods agreement from his recliner.
Jayna tosses popcorn at Zan,"Relax baby Harbaugh."
"Joe, The Niner's rookie runningback was on the verge of being bench before today and now he has 160 and 4TDs in the first half."
"This could be an NFL record for a rookie RB. Heck Troy, This could be a record day for a runningback."
The teams line up pre-snap as Megan thinks to Conner,"So you like this football."
"Not really. It is something important to Clark, but I didn't grow up with it. I didn't grow up with anything." Conner tries not to let his memories of childhood come to the surface. Memories that are all Lex Luthor's not his. He speaks,"Megan remember words not thoughts."
"Hey you two are not thinking about me?" Zan states."Then again every woman thinks about me." He kicks his feet up on the coffee table."They can't help themselves."
"Cause of the smell. Right." Jamie sits down on the large sectional."This bathing on gameday being unlucky needs to go man. How can someone who can become water be in such a need for a shower."
"Bask in ambiance baby." Zan replies with a smile.
The ball is snapped and it goes exactly where everyone thinks it will. The quarterback hands it to rookie bust but today rookie star Tyroil Smoochie-Wallace takes the ball. Every player on the Shark's defense swarms the young RB. They hit him 6 yards deep forming a wall then a pile of players. He drives forward 5 yards, 4 yards, 3 yards, 2 yards. The pile stops for a moment Smoochie-Wallace can not even be seen in the pile.
"Come on Smoochie!" Jamie yells.
The whistle blows as the pile suddenly bursts outward. 300 plus pound players fly through the air like dolls. Smoochie strides into the endzone and begins his 5th touchdown dance. He ignores the repeated whistles of the refs.
The head ref steps forward his biceps straining the black and white striped shirt,"The play was whistled dead at the 1 yard line. There is not touchdown."
The color commentator cuts in,"Bad call for Smoochie and he is letting the refs know about it."
Th runningback chases down the head ref and begins to read him the riot act.
"Smoochie better watch himself he could get himself ejected from the... whoa he just pushed the ref."
Smoochies finger hits the ref's thick shoulder and knocks him onto his backside. Refs and 49er players begin to push and pull on Smoochie who finally stomps back to the endzone and begins calling to the crowd. "Are you not entertained!"
The head ref stands and announces,"Contact with the offcial. 15 yards penalty and ejection of the player. 2nd down and goal from the 16 49ers."
The teams begin to huddle but Smoochie continues to scream from the endzone. Security begins to move forward.
Smoochie's roar stops everyone in the stadium. He slams his fist into the goalpost and it crushes bending sideways. He grabs the goalpost and lifts it easily. "You can not take me from the field of battle." He swings the goalpost knocking aside a half dozen guards, players, and refs.
"Uhh Troy I can't believe what is going on."
"Joe I think our game just became a crime scene."
Jay Garrik is up out of the recliner faster than a human eye can follow him. "We have an issue Titans. Let's go."
Jamie's armor begins to form around him,"Shouldn't you say Assemble, or Morphin time. Something like that."
"Humph" Jay grunts.