Originally Posted by
tzjung
When I was in my Jr. year of highschool in 1997, we played Turkey Valley up there. We were up by 4 points with 3 seconds left in a Blizzard. They were on their own 35 yard line, and they threw a hail mary. It was a post route, and myself, the Free Safety, and the other cornerback (who was my cousin) hit each other out of the way all jumping to knock the ball down allowing the reciever to catch the ball and run in for the touchdown. Worst feeling I've ever had playing sports....