Mysteries of my subconscious

So I'm not doing football this year in real life, but one day in my dream, I decided to go to just check it out. I got there at around 10 AM, although practice starts at 8 or so. It wasn't any regular practice, though.

There were these coaches I hadn't known, hadn't been familiar with, nor were real football coaches I believe. The point of the practice at first were to complete 2 three point basketball shots, then afterwards, place two flags in the opponents flag holders, and last was to post a banner of your team, showcasing there name.

My team was red, and we were facing the blue team. So first was the 3 point shots. I got both the shots in. I do not know or very much recognize many of the dream characters, besides very few coaches or others later on. So I do not know who got there shots in. Next was the flags. The opposing team had to try and stop us from getting the flags in, by any means, but it was relatively casual. The only odd thing about it was, that at first, the real coach had created fire traps on the floor that created a relatively high wall of fire that had to be jumped over. There were also bleachers, and other things we could climb on in order to jump over the fire. I believe that I got the first flag in. They had gotten there flag in as well. Then afterwards, the craziness stopped, and it was relatively casual. People were talking, and everything, but the games were still on. I abandoned the second flag unintentionally, and then the enemy team took it and hid it. They apparently had gotten there second flag in, and then they quickly already hung there banner in a large hangar, like area. After that, we had to run a small lap around the field and meet back at the coach.

He told us to meet him by the hangars, ( which he used a different name for) and when we got there, we just watched videos, and kind of interacted with the coaches, in social games, I think. The blue team was watching videos in a different place that was near there second flag. I sort of sneaked away to place the flag, but they saw me, and allowed me to proceed, because they told me they don't care.

I went back and they were just watching videos, and I allowed myself to, although I do not remember looking at any screen at all... That was weird for me. After a while, We were about done and allowed to go home. At this point it was about 2 AM. We began to leave, and for some odd reason, when I left the school I was in, I was in my bedroom, with my friend Jagger. I asked if he wanted to stay the night, and he said yeah and then just crashed in my room, because it was reaaaaaally late. I then realized that I forgot my phone and clothes in my locker at the school. I began to leave my house, and my phone was right there, and so was the rest of my stuff. I LITERALLY thought to myself "Good thing this is a dream, or else I wouldn't be able to get my stuff back." but I totally ignored it and didn't think about that for the remainder of the dream. Not too long after,

I was too meet back for practice, and we were on a big bus, with the only coach with us being of my favorites, Coach Harris. At first we were in a HUGE arcade, where everybody was just playing games and having fun, even people I knew weren't a part of football or anything like that. I received some kind of message from my mom, that I was in danger, not to go anywhere else, not to stop for anyone else, just to go home with her. After the arcade, we were in what appeared to be an office building, but we were leaving to go back to the bus. My uncle called me and told me that something was wrong and in danger, but I couldn't fully understand what was going on, and he tried to tell me to go the Palms hotel roof, and meet him for a drink. My phone died during the call and I just thought that I definitely wasn't going there.

As we left the office building, we went onto the freeway, and then rounded into another buildings lot. We were only dropping one person off there, and I saw my mom's car. I told the coach that I have to go here too, but he wouldn't let me off the bus. So, as we were slowly moving, I threw my gear off the bus and began to climb out the door and onto the sidewalk. I began walking towards my moms car only to find that she wasn't in it. Only two chubby white women, one being way younger than the other. I told them to tell me where my mother was, and she was in the trunk, freezing in some snow. (which is weird, I live in Las Vegas, and this is during the summer) My mom climbed out and forced us to be pushed down a hill into snow. We were stuck in a dish, and then a ton of water started to fly down the hill after us. We were to hold our breath, but I could still breathe fine. We began to try and get out of there and that's where it ended...