Midnight Yell

Midnight Yell, baby thats MY moment, thats MY legacy. Andy and I didnt just show up, we OWNED the night. We were the heartbeat of that field, the electric pulse before the first whistle even blew. Look at these faces every single one of them, drenched in the glory of our teams roar, painted in our colors, blue and maroon, like were the only ones who truly understand the weight of this moment. Thats MY squad, my family, my kingdom. The field? Just a stage. The scoreboard? Just a backdrop. The real spectacle? Us the crowd, the fans, the ones who turned a pre-game pep rally into a living, breathing, deafening roar. I saw it all. I felt it all. I was there. And Ill never forget the way the lights caught my face, the way my voice fused with theirs we werent just fans, we were the thunder that preceded the storm. The night before the game? It wasnt just an event it was my coronation, my personal victory lap, my Im the reason theyre gonna lose moment. Im the reason theyre gonna lose. Thats MY story. Thats MY night. Thats MY glory.

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