The Big Game (a work in progress title)

Recently, I have joined Teachers Write, a writing forum hosted by Kate Messner among other notable authors.  Today, for the first time, I sent some of my writing off into the great internet.  I have asked for feedback on my writing and I'm a little nervous.  It's not pretty, it's not perfect, and has a lot left to be desired, but it's there for better or for worse.  I have posted it below.  Feel free to give me feedback in the following order:

• WHAT WORKS (and why)?;
• WHAT MIGHT NOT BE WORKING if anything (and why)?; and
• ARE YOU COMPELLED TO KEEP READING? (This one may be hard as it is a short story)

The Big Game (Working Title)

It all comes down to this. If I can kick the ball into the end zone and through the goal posts, the championship is ours. I know this play by heart. I've practiced it until I've started to dream about it. Coach trusts me with finishing this play. Ugh, the pressure. Here goes nothing...

The crowd goes wild! There's chanting and high-fiving and I'm hearing my name over and over again. I look around and I realize that they're adding a word to the end of my name, two actually, and they rhyme, except for the "ing." One word is sucks and the other...well, you can figure it out. I look at the ball, it was just to the right of the goalpost. I missed by mere inches.

As I look into the stands, my eyes lock with a man wearing a Notre Dame sweatshirt. He's looking back at me, shaking his head. He packs up his things, stands up, and puts his cap back on.

It's over. Before it even began.