Harry stood behind the center, wiping his hands on the towel tucked into his waistband as he studied Blair High School's defensive formation.
Hearing his dad call out, Harry helplessly spread his hands amid his teammates' laughter and shouted, "I've got a great dad. What, am I supposed to hide him?"
Then Harry slapped the center's enormous backside and called, "Shotgun formation! Let's give them a surprise.
"Before the second quarter ends, I want to bring their offense back onto the field and make them run a few more plays."
The towering, burly center, "Cantaloupe," ignored the angry looks from Blair High School's defense...
He covered his mouth with his right hand and said in a comical voice, "Oh, Harry, you can't be too cruel.
"Their offense is about to run themselves inside out...
"When the game's over, they'll be looking for their mommies, because they won't be able to find any girlfriends willing to watch them anymore.
"They're all a bunch of wimps, hahaha..."
Then Cantaloupe bent forward, glaring at the other side as they prepared to snap the ball, and kept right on taunting them. "You're all a bunch of losers. I could drag a tire and still outrun you..."
The Blair High School linemen stirred at Cantaloupe's taunts.
Their defensive captain, the number 18 linebacker, straightened up and was about to complain to the referee...
"Ha!"
At Harry's signal, Cantaloupe snapped the ball between his legs to Harry, five yards behind him...
The play was underway!
The commotion in Blair High School's defense had left a huge gap in their line.
Harry didn't even need to retreat and adjust his footing. While the opposing defensive captain was still trying to argue with the referee, Harry quickly tossed the ball across to William "Lightning" on the strong side.