As my gaze turned to field I saw the griffin player come out of the danger zone.
For a few seconds after she walked out she stumbled around and looked disoriented, but soon she seemed to gather herself.
She then ran across the field and stood with her hand raised, aiming at the hoop, then threw the discus.
All was quiet in the stadium for a few seconds as everyone followed the discus with their eyes.
The discus then landed on the ground.
"SHE SCORED!" Shouted the announcer in obvious excitement. "WHAT AN AMAZING PLAY. THE TEAMWORK, THE THROWS, THE CATCH, EVERYTHING ABOUT THAT PLAY WAS AMAZING!"
"NOW THE FREESTONE PHANTASMS ARE TWO POINTS DOWN AND ONLY EIGHT MINUTES HAVE PASSED, IS THERE ANY WAY BACK FROM HERE?"
There was not.