Gemotions

He felt the rhythmic thud of the ball against his hands, the satisfying burn in his muscles after a perfect block. Marcus loved being a middle linebacker. The roar of the crowd, the controlled chaos of the play, it all fueled him. Coach Peterson approached him during practice, face serious. "Marcus, we need you at quarterback." Marcus’s eyebrows shot up. A smile stretched across his face, something about the challenge of learning a new position lit him up. It felt like a new challenge to master. He took a deep breath, the air filling his lungs. "Let's do it, Coach."