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High School Football Fans

Discussion in 'Open Discussion (Work-safe)' started by VWBuck!, Jan 17, 2005.

  1. VWBuck!

    VWBuck! O-H.....

    High School Football
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    It’s the glow of the lights, that’s what I’ve always been told. The glow that

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    attracts them, from miles upon miles away, in the old cornfields of West Central Ohio.

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    It’s the way the air smells when the leaves have fallen. It’s the smell of the grass after a

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    heavy rainfall. It may be about the old timers talking big about their young boys at the

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    local gas station. It may just be about an undying admiration for those who come before

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    you, and whom you know will come after.

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    The reason kids put their bodies through hell 9 months of the year, for 10

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    guaranteed weeks of play. I’ve heard that it’s about wearing the jersey, about being

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    somebody in the town you grew up in. I’ve heard it’s about being the greatest team to

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    ever live.

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    It’s about having friends that you know are going to back you up in times of

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    glory, but mostly in the times that aren’t your most stellar of days. It’s about running onto

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    the field, when you’re on the Saturday Morning squad, and feeling like you’ve just found

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    the meaning of life. It’s a love that only a football player can have. It’s an addiction, and

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    obsession. It’s a small town phenomenon; it’s a community battling a community, with

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    little repercussion, but so much on the line. It’s a heated rivalry, it’s a blowout game, it’s

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    a shutout, it’s a goal line stand against cross county rivals. It's about delivering a blow

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    that people talk about for months. It’s the feeling you have Saturday morning running the

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    mile. It's about getting your first scouting report. It's about being on the scout d, vying for

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    respect. It’s the bruises you know will “never go away”, it’s the broken bones you

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    acquired, and played through. It’s senior tackle, and the way you felt when you gave your

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    final speech. It’s being a freshman and not knowing what your coach means by “it goes

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    by fast”. It’s being a sophomore, oh studly sophomore. It’s about going through your

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    most awkward times of your life with more pride than anyone should have. It’s about

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    bowing gracefully when you lose, and winning with class. It’s about the parties you’ll

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    never forget, and the times you’ll always remember. It’s about finding yourself, and

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    making who you are better. It’s about lifting weights for hours upon hours and then

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    having enough energy left to squeeze out a game of 7 on 7. It’s waking up at 445 in the

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    morning to lift before school. It’s about pride, it’s about love.

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    But mostly, it’s the glow of the lights.
     
  2. tyrus

    tyrus F***ing Catalina Wine-Mixer

    Nice....Did you write that? or where did you get it?


    thanks
     
  3. RugbyBuck

    RugbyBuck Our church has no bells.

    I'm with you on everything except getting up at 4:45 to lift, or do anything else, for that matter. Good thing I didn't play in Ohio. :biggrin:
     

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