September 30, 2005

High School Football

Oddly enough, high school football is how I spent my Friday night. It was definitely a trip. To be back in the high school environment...and on a night that used to mean so much...

I started to miss what Friday nights in the fall used to mean to me. After school, without going home, I went to game after game after game. I was the only skilled trainer willing to oversee the freshman and junior varsity games. When it came time for the Varsity to play, every one that could convince the coach that they were a meaningful part of the training staff and not a glorified water girl and get on the field showed up. We became part of the team, travelled when they did, cheered when they did, celebrated with they did, and hurt when they did.

I also discovered, based only on this single sample experience as evidence, that high schools on the East coast are not like high schools on the West coast... ...There were no names on the back of the jerseys like there had been when I was on the field...
...There were no sideline jackets used to keep players warm and their muscles ready like there had been before...
...The trainers didn't interact with the team like we had done in my time...

It was all just a little bit surreal somehow

Posted by Princess Cat at September 30, 2005 10:45 PM @ 10:45 PM in Good Times // Permalink | TrackBack

Hmm, well, the East Coast is different from Southern. If you were at a school that didn't have names or jackets, they must not have a very big football program.

Either that, or they aren't from a very rich district. Remember, you were in a rich area in Cali.

At my HS and in the surrounding area, the teams definitely get spoiled rotten.

Posted by: Dorothy at October 1, 2005 02:48 PM

It's definitely not H.S. football in Texas, that's for sure, although I've begun to think that South Carolina H.S. football is almost as manic as Tx's version, only much, much, much smaller.

Posted by: bryan at October 1, 2005 08:45 PM