I don't know whether to call it a game or a scrimmage. Either way, we got there as quickly as we could, with Wife arriving from work around 6:20pm, taking 10 minutes to go potty and change shirt and back out the door to Kyle, Tx. We got out there before 7:00pm but had a hard time figuring out where to go. I guess at that time, students were letting out of school, so there was a long line of cars which we got in, for a little while, until I noticed they weren't trying to park, but just picking up their kid at the front door. After a couple minutes, we figured out where to go.
We walked in freely, there was no one running the gate, and by coincidence, we ran into 2 of the boys we frequently give a ride to, both are injured, and they were walking around trying to look at what the concession stand was selling. We gave them a $20 so they could get some snacks, and we went to find seating. By now, we know people, and we went and sat next to the wife of the wrestler's coach.
I was a little impressed, the boys looked really good, which I have to say, was really surprising, especially since Mijo had been saying that the offensive line looked atrocious with a bunch of 2nd and 3rd stringers trying to cover for the injured starters. It was some sort of scrimmage, maybe the one team starting on offense got to start from first down 5-10 times, then the other team took a turn. The must have run about 20 plays without gaining a first down, then got lucky on an open man, followed by more chaos. Eventually, they scored. In the first batch of first downs, our boys scored at least three times. It was pretty much the QB1 show, he was scoring from passing to running, he could not be stopped. He lowered the shoulders and just ran through defenders with that loud clash of pads that sounds so primal.
This is what was going on most of the game, until the other team got tired of being pushed around, then they took to playing "dirty". At one point, it being a scrimmage with the coaches being on the field behind the offense, and we have a female coach, one of their defensive guys got an interception and ran directly into her, knocking her to the ground hard enough she may have gotten a concussion. Maybe it was an accident, maybe not, but what are the chances of so many coaches on the field, at least 7-8 that the kid hits the one female. This, my son says, set off the boys, so there were hard hits every time after that, followed by skirmishes broken up by referees or the coaches.
It got really intense when a parent sitting about 15 feet away from us started yelling to get the kid off the field that had just started the last push and shove match after the play. It got quiet after he kept yelling for about a minute, he had the attention of the whole stadium. Another parent yelled at him to calm down, this is football, he then yelled that is why these kids are behaving this way, because they are being raised by trash parents (or something to that effect), I was sure the parents were going to get into it. On the next play, there was the most exciting play, our QB ran around to the sideline and lowered the shoulders and just ran over a defensive back, poor kid was probably 50 pounds lighter than our QB, laid him out, but our QB kept going and ran into another defender, who apparently had been pulling hair on this kid with really long hair. The play stopped on the tackle, then the long-haired kid came and shoved the defender who was just getting up and all the flags flew, kids from the sidelines went it and all the parents that were still standing ran down to the bottom of the bleachers. I was sure it was going to turn ugly with parents down there fighting kids and stuff.
At this point, the referees called the game, the mom of the long-haired kid went down to the field and talked to her son, who was trying to calm down. The teams went off in opposite sides of the football field and they started running wind sprints, or gassers, as my son called them. They ran and ran, until a couple of the bigger linemen were actually crawling.
I can't say who is to blame, but I've been watching this team since 7th grade and they had never busted out in a fight, other than Dripping Springs, when Mijo was in 9th grade, these boys are not ghetto in that way, although they look the part, being that our boys are ~70% Hispanic. My take from this was that this might be their Replacements moment, where they fight in the bar and become a united team.
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