Descriptive Writing 2.0

A strong arm wrapped around my neck. I feel like I have nearly snapped my collarbone.The sweet taste of blood is hanging in my mouth. The crowd goes wild as I get smashed. Some Tigers supporters laugh at me. I wish that I could be on the Tigers instead of the Bulldogs. Everything looks like a blur but I can make out the Tigers player getting me down. I'm trying to untangle that arm from around my neck but it is to strong.I'm pretty sure to be a penalty.I thought we were going to win but then it turns out the tigers smashed us. I wish it wasn't on the news. I found this writing fun.