Bottom of the ninth. Ten seconds left.
Our team only needed one more basket to make a touchdown and catch the golden snitch. I pass the puck to the halfback on my right, who then pump-fakes and kicks it to the point guard, shuffling it between his legs, and then volleys it over the net past their goalie and into the goal for a hole in one.
We won the superbowlcupchampionships league, just in time for the halftime show.
Yahtzee.