Well Seniors

[BlueDevils#13]

As we all know the football season is coming to an end. For the seniors this is the end. I was just sitting around the other day think about how much I have loved this sport ever since the fifth grade. It's been my second life under God, My Family, and my Friends. Their is a lot about it that I will miss. But I was wondering.

 

 

What will you guys miss most about football once it's not part of your life anymore?

[BlueDevils#13]

Any one care to talk about them?

[Ctownfootball]

As we all know the football season is coming to an end. For the seniors this is the end. I was just sitting around the other day think about how much I have loved this sport ever since the fifth grade. It's been my second life under God, My Family, and my Friends. Their is a lot about it that I will miss. But I was wondering.

What will you guys miss most about football once it's not part of your life anymore?

 

Not to be defiant, but these boys have probably lived football for at least four years and now have reached the "Point" as I like to call it. Every football player who loves this sport comes to the point whether late Junior year or early Senior year that they come to the realization that life as they know it is coming to an end. I know for a fact that that point hit me hard the sixth week of my Junior year, and I thought about it constantly knowing I will never put pads on again. So these boys don't need to think about this negative part of the game, but focus on what little time they have left, cherish every moment left, play like its the end, and leave no regrets to be left wondering if they could have done more. Seniors I was there last year play these last few games the hardest you'll ever play and you;ll be happy leave it all on the field. To those who are playing at the next level congrats continue to grow athletically and work harder once you get there. Good Luck on the rest of your Senior year guys I hope for the best for all of you.

[will80122]

i'm gonna miss all the practices , watching game film with my team , the home town rivalry , friday nights , and all my coaches who have never let me stop pushing my self to the limit

[Butchie]

THE http://www.sweetim.com/s.asp?im=gen&ref=10 Coaches

[running riot]

Ive been playing since i was 4 years old..........

Id have to say im going to miss the two-a-days, then heat, the cold, the rain, the times when I didnt think i could go anymore but I just kept going, the pride, the determination, the weight room, the homecomings, the fireworks, the warrdaadddyy tradition, the chants, the pre game music, the signing on the bus, the good times, the bad times, the fans, the student section chanting, the crazy men on the fence yelling the hole game, im gonna to miss the film seccesions, the board work, the hitting, the running, the up downs, the yelling and screaming of pain, Im goin to miss the pep rallys, The pre game traditions, the tradition of not washin ur pants till you lose, the hitting mud holes on rainy days, the joy of winning a game and the hurt of loseing a game cause you know how much it meant to you, the coaches, the thursday church devotions, im goin to miss the friday night lights, the refs (good and bad), the tears, the pain, the laying in bed thinking of the DREAM of going 15-0 and winning a state championship, the upsets, im gonna miss the 5'8 150 pound Offensive Guard whipping the 6'7 300 pound tackle over him cause he has more fight, im gonna miss the big plays, just the fighting with the guys on my team just being out there and playing football just to be in the fight and im gonna miss most of the all the brothers that i made on the team and the ones ill never forget, and the last thing ill miss is wearing that S on my helmet on friday nights! Highlander Pride!

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#57 (Got ur time cut short man love ya brother)

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#4

two games left still got a shot

[Ctownfootball]

I realize this contradicts what I said earlier, but yall are saying it so I am too. What I miss the most is the pain you had after a tough work out or hard practice, and the next morning you woke up and said I get to do it all again today. When I started playin football it seemed the day would never come when I would never put pads on again, and then last Novemeber it happened my friends, brothers, piers, and teammates met our match against the CPA Nittany Lions and our seaon ended. The initial shock did not hit me until Coach Ward seperated us small band of seniors 12 all together, and told us how proud of us he was, and how special we were to him because we were the first group of kids to play for him for four full years at Camden. I dont know of a time where I cried harder and didnt care what anyone thought. For me when my football career ended life as I knew it did as well, I found myself looking at the clock and saying I'd be in O group right now or I'd be in D-team now knowing I'd never experience it again. I look back now and miss the practices, the H@#$ of three a days in summer camp, the work outs, the games, and the fans standing as Al Ward our PA Announcer would "Stand up and show your LION PRIDE!" and everyone would. I miss the coaches pushing me till me break turning me into a better player and teaching me steps of life along the way. I remember every game from my freshmen year to my senior year, and I plan to remember them forever. I look back and realize the large impact the coaches have had on me, and I would like to thank Coach Ward, Coach Blow, Coach Mcdowell, Coach Knott, and especially Coach Matt Sturdivant for teaching me not only football but about life. I was not fortunate enough to play college ball not many colleges want a 5'9 155 pound reciever, but I started at Camden and that was more than great it was PERFECT. I will miss these days forever, but even though I have graduated now I've remained faithful to my Lions attending every game but one. I close with this Once a Lion Always a Lion.

[blueTEN]

i started realizin about the last game or two last year that i had only 10 guaranteed games left and i would soon play my last game at home and would never play another game on friday for the rest of my life. it bothers me because ive grown up around high shool football since i was born beause of my dad coachin im gonna miss it theres nothing like it and to you underclassmen cherish it while u have it and work as hard as you can in the offseason because if you dont you will only wonder what if .you will never regret pouring every thing you have into it.

[BlueDevils#13]

Anyone else care to share?

[BlueDevils#13]

I have played seven years of playing I am really unsure what to do after these last few games. I am really going to miss the field on Friday nights. I mean I suppose thats hitting it right off as every one is going to miss this the most cause his is what makes you miss the smaller things. But some of my favorite things that I am going to miss is things that rather odd which every team has I suppose. I am going to miss the feeling that you have when you wake up Monday morning and say. "Ah....It's Monday....Time for that crappy practice day" That feeling that you get when you hear the coaches yell that it's conditioning time and you have to run your butt off for what you feel like is for no true reason but know that in the end it's all worth it. I am going to miss Them shuttles, them gashers, them ten yard sprints, them twenty yard sprints, them forty yard sprints, them sixty, eighty, hundred yard sprints, them Snakes. The agility drills, the stamina drills, the weightlifting that you really don't want to do at the end of the day but know it's for the best of the team. The pain that you have at the end of the day when you pull up at home and start to get out of the vehicle and feel it just start to eat away at you making you feel like your to your peek of this sport and want no more but know that you have to take it and just go back out their the next day and give it your all even though it hurts so bad every time you walk. The feeling of know with out a shadow of a doubt that their is something broken in your body but you know that you can't go to the doctor cause he will tell you that you have to sit out this Friday and you know thats not going to happen. The feeling that you get five minutes before you walk out of the locker room to start. The team prayer that you before you leave to start the game. The pray that I have by myself and once with another teammate. The deep breath that you take as your walking past your/their fans to run out. The butterfly's that you get as you stand there and hear everyone screaming. The part where he tells you to go and you rip though the paper and it gets stuck on your head some times and you fight it to remove it so that you don't feel like an idiot in front of everyone. The feeling that you get when you shake that hands with the other captains and tell them. "Lets have a good game" I will miss the stretch lines where you do all this stuff that you really hate doing but know it's for the best. Standing out in front of line five as they all face forward at me. The clapping of hands with the each of them after each stretch. The linebackers "WOOOOOO" That they all break on each time. The DB tango. The DB drills. The one time that I played defensive end in a real game rather than Defensive back. The "Ah your all right", "Sure he's fine", "On the hop","Water!!", "Well Shi*", "Walk it off","Your not coming out of the game unless something is sticking out of you so your all going to have to stink it up". The time we beat Cloudland in the fourth quarter on their homecoming night, the time Cloudland beat us in the fourth quarter on are home coming. Because these where true football games right here. A game where two teams was put on a field with each other knowing nothing but winning. A game where no matter what both teams gave it everything that they had. These will be games that I never forget cause this was true football right where on both parts. I will miss the racing down the field against my lead blocker and listening to him yell at me and then rub it in my face the rest of the season that he is faster than me. I will miss the racing in the middle of a play and conditioning that we did with on another, the attempts of him pushing me down as I pulled ahead and ran away at the same time. The counters, The isos, The Toss. I will miss that way that I hate to land on the fresh cut grass as I know that I am going to be ichey after wards. The sled......This right here would make me should like a Hypocrite but I will miss the sled. The times that it was easy to push as well as the times that it was harder the crap to push. I will miss the yelling that coach had to do for when we messed up route, play, jumped off sides, or when we was just be retards. I will miss lining up behind my five linemen and one tight end and placing all of my trust in them knowing that they are going to keep me safe no matter what happens. I will miss the "Mr. Three TD" That my center calls me. I will miss the crack back blocks on the guy that never sees you coming, the hard hits, the touchdowns, the interception, the tackles, the watching as one of the biggest guys on the team hits one of the smallest guys on their team, the blocking, the chasing down the field when one of your teammates break a big one, the endzone pray that I did after every touchdown but two, the going and eating out on Thursdays with the team and coaches at times, the times when he yelled at me for screwing up, the times when he told me good job, playing halfback and making my highschool dream come true, playing fullback, Getting that hard earned winning season after having such awful years of highschool football, The way you feel when you wake up at 6 in the morning due to a whistle cause your four a days are about to start in camp, the feeling you got when you was told that camp was over, the excitement that get from hearing the fans in the stands, that excitement you get when you look over and see half of your family sitting in the stands watching you, senior night, homecoming, the fireworks, the players, the blue numbers, the lineman that is your best friend that lines up and looks back at you and says "I gotcha Kurt" and runs after the guy that late hit you earlier and he puts him out of the game and walk back and jokes about it, the bus rides that you hate so much cause the only schools your size is a million miles away. I am going to miss the Coaching staff, The locker room, the weight room, the equipment room, the game film. My locker that I have had for four years. The Socks that change for almost every game. The "one glove bandit" Playing for the home crowed, Playing for the crowed that follows you them million miles away and makes you feel like your at home. The complaining about playing in a position that you hate so much but it's where you have to play cause their is no other way. The sacrifices that you have to give up for this sport. The wind going though your helmet when you break a big one.

The feeling you get when your standing beside that guy that has played all four years with you and you look over and see him FINALLY cry for the first time after knowing what all you both have been though these four years.

Most of all I will miss being so close to this group of guys that I now call brothers on and off the field. I will miss walking down the road to come to practice and whining the whole way down cause you really don't want to do this. I will miss the T sign with are fingers that we did for tailback, I will miss the who ha, who who ha that we did just cause we though it was cool, the gay hand shake that we had but didn't care cause it was ours, The bumping of fist on kickoff. The looking across the field and in to his eye's as you nodded and knew that you both was going to give it everything no matter what. Watching the smallest guy go for the biggest guy but not make that tackle but lock around his waist and only be dragged down the field.(Been there......>_> and loved it). Playing in the rain, Playing when a tornado was just on the other side of the mountain and Noah's arc was going though one of the endzones as we was playing. The jumping jacks.

B L U E D E V I L S

The tears that you shed after the big loss....The tears you shed after the big win

Wearing the unlucky Thirteen. Being part of the Team....Being a Blue Devil........Ugh....I am going to miss it so much......

 

I am sure that their is more but hey....I just nailed the most important things....

 

I suppose what I am saying is that I will miss Football in general.

[BlueDevils#13]

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[BlueDevils#13]

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Well..I suppose if you all feel like you don't want to say anything thats cool and all. But I would really like to read them if you would want to put them up. As for those that did I thank you for taking your time to do this.

 

Good luck to you all in your travels though life.

and God Bless you all.