I hear the running of feet and the loud exclamations of teammates. Wind blows past me stirring my hair into my face. I feel hidden no one notices me as I write this. No comments, looks or remarks as I write. Each team shouts at the opponent's plays and actions. The ball sails above the people and everyone watches. It continues to fly throught the air until it has flown over the roofs of the building. The ball disappears. Game over.