This is what I think it feels like to be Zack.
Imagine if you will your favorite football team has finally made it to the Superbowl after decades of painful heartbreak. It's the last few seconds of the game. Your team is down by 2 points. If they can get the ball in the endzone in the next play they win. Or if they can leave a second left on the timeclock, they can try for a field goal and win. Win their first Superbowl in 40 years. The two teams line up and wait for the count.
Your heart is pumping with adrenaline. You can't sit down, you are too wired; you have to stand up and bounce just a little in front of the TV. Your eyes are like saucers. You're pretty certain not to blink until this game is over.
The ball is snapped. You wring your hands with anticipation and clench your teeth.
I think this is what Zack feels like around 75% of the time.
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