A Mostly True Football Tale From An Aged Taleback
I am back but rusty not having composed anything since 3/2023. I will try a warm up of a true high school football game event which took place in October of 1968 in West Tennessee. I was a sophmore running back, first team, playing on a small team where all the other players were going both ways, not sexually mind you, but all played both offense and defense. It was an unusually warm night for October, at openin kick-off 84 degrees F. We were playing a larger County team and it was their homecoming game. With three minutes left to play in the game they were ahead the score 6 to 0. We got the ball from them on our own 30 yard line. I ran out to the huddle taking my position behind the left guard, a senior who also was the inside linebacker on defense, and said, "Come on fellows, we can beat this bunch!" The guard turned to me and I saw 4 drops of sweat drip off his nose and he said, "Shut up, Jacky, you are not going both ways." We ran three plays and only ...