"Maybe I should have called for a two point conversion after that second touchdown. Maybe if I had called that last play differently, we would have gotten close enough to give Will the chance for a fifth field goal. That would have put us two points ahead, although I'm not sure how beating the Wolves with five field goals would have looked. I wanted to play Damian for at least one possession because of not playing him in the Pacific Ocean Conservatory game in order to protect intercepting organist opponents. I did warn Damian about pancaking Joe-Tray, but Damian should not have been ejected. What happened was not his fault. I should have remembered that Damian thinks rules about whom quarterbacks can tackle are limiting."

Griff and Caydance were on the way to his beach house where they would spend Saturday night and all of Sunday. "You thought you would be defeated by at least 14 points. Relax, Who else has played the Wolves to within 1 point?" she asked,

"No one last year; no one so far this year, but we were so close. Maybe if..."

"Which would be most helpful in convincing you to take some credit for what your team did?" Caydance asked, putting her hand on his thigh. "Picking up barbecue with a side of three orders of French Fries? Or..." She whispered something in his ear that she had found took his mind off of re-living penalties that the refs didn't call on opponents.

"That, and then we will get dressed up, and I will take you out dinner on the wharf", he replied. "The way my team played is something to celebrate. Did you see that catch DeJuan made in the end zone?"