"Get on the field, get on the field."
"Oh ho, it's our turn again."
"Come on, come on!"
With Houston, Jones, and the rest of the Defense leading, everyone stood on the sidelines, cheering on their teammates as the Offense took the field once more.
The pressure was still there.
But the mental state had subtly changed.
The players of the Offense opened up their shoulders, held their heads high, their mouths relaxed into a state of alert calmness, readying themselves for battle.
By stark contrast, the faces across the field were solemn, grave, tense, bristling with a menacing air of determination.
Indeed, for the Baltimore Ravens, although they had not lost, the outcome was still uncertain, and their mood was no different from having walked through hell itself.
