Playing High School football in Alabama is a way of life in many small towns and bigger cities alike. On a Friday night there is nothing like sitting under the lights and watching the boys you have seen grow up together take the field and perform as one unit. Maybe it is because we do not have as much to do with our spare time as other parts of the country, I don't know, but it is instilled in many of us to have a deep appreciation for the Fall, the grass, and the clashing of those helmets.
Having been a part of a state champion runner up team in 2007 I have been able to taste the sweetness of the playoffs and the extra half a season that is the five games in order to reach the promise land. My teammates and I were defeated by Prattville 14-0 in December and it all came to a crashing halt. The ride that was the playoffs only deepened the closeness of the team and the memories we will have with us forever. The journey allowed us to extend life, at least to our football team, for one more week at a time. We saw what it is like to come so close but to come up short, which may have taught us all different things at the time. All of the events in life can teach us something, it just depends on how we are viewing the world and what we are ready to see. That team is forever in my heart and mind and will always remain tight the bonds and friendships built along the way.
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