I'll never get to put the pads on again, next year will be my first year not playin. I guess I'm a has been or never was. But isnt it a beautiful process. 4 years of ball made high school fun. Now all I have are the memories the bad shoulders and the scars. It was worth every moment of it. Im gonna miss the 3 a days, the clank clank sound of the weight room, the hot practices, the lights, the smells, the sounds, the blood, the sweat, the smell of fresh cut grass.
Its the little things im gonna miss like waking up on Saturday morning so sore you can't mowe the grass but having that ohh so sweet feeling of ending that losing streak, The game days when you can't concentrate on your school work or your girlfriend cause all you can think about is whether that backer is gonna blitz that night or not. its the pre game meals your too nervous to eat, its walkin outta that locker room and lookin at the practice field and knowin thats where games are really won. It's the 5'8 130lb dt beating the 6'6 300lb college prospect ot because the dt has a litle more fire that night, Its that bad calls, the good calls, The homecoming queens, the hopes and dreamns of goin 15-0. It's the freshman that get to come into the games that get knocked down but never quit, Its the 4 hour away trips and how they always seem shoret after a win. It's that equipment you don't wash until the last practice of the season cause it's bad luck, Its looking up in the stands and knowing even though your having a bad year and crowd numbers are slim that mamaw's still up there yelling loud as ever, its the beast thing that God has ever created and so the process goes on dont ever forget them friday night lights boys. To all seniors who will never get to pop the pads again rememebr stay low, and block till the whistle blows.
AND ON THE 8TH DAY GOD CREATED HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL