This essay helps me return to football season when all my friends and I would paint. The emotion changes and feelings in this writing relate to exactly how it felt standing there in paint watching the game. I like the part about the underclassmen getting in the way because that is exactly how it would usually go. One senior would get angry if room in the stands was in short supply and very quickly all the painters would come together to help move a whole row of bleachers out.
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