By Dency McClure
I headed out onto the beautiful Bryson field with my rain boots on and my pants tucked in them. One of the chain gang guys told me they had had five inches of rain in the last 24 hours. The field had handled it well and drained to the sides. That did make for some fun trucking on the sidelines though. I like the squishy, suction sound the mud makes when you almost lose a boot in it. Little things like that keep me happy. I was very glad to have my rain boots because wet feet don’t make me happy.
Bobbie Brown and I found Bucky the White Deer mascot before the game. We have become a bit of Bucky followers as we have been enjoying all the fun photos of Bucky. Bucky with fire, Bucky playing the xylophone, Bucky in overalls and so on that were sent in during our mascot photo contest. So, of course we had to get a photo of ourselves with Bucky! Bucky is a great sport, and we hope to enjoy more great Bucky photos. White Deer, keep the amazing Bucky photos coming!!!
Union Hill led the game the entire first quarter. As I slid and splashed along the White Deer sidelines, I heard some motivational speaking on the issue. Pretty soon White Deer answered Union Hill and the game was on. This game was quite possibly the best one I’ve seen all season. Two fantastic well matched teams. Also made for some fabulous action shots I'll be posting soon.
Lucky for me I only slipped, splashed, and squished along the sidelines. Unfortunately others were not so lucky. I watched a referee dance a jig trying to stay upright and of course then quickly make out like it was planned by stomping some grass back into place. That quick cover thing we all subconsciously do because our brain tells us to make like it didn’t happen. One of the chain gang fared even worse by nailing the mud with a body slam. The sidelines are always treacherous, but it was a bit more than normal this time. We all had some great laughs about it, and I think we all came out unscathed.
If the White Deer uniforms are ever white again, the laundry magician should be recognized with an award of honor. If I was in charge of washing them, the mascot might have to be changed to the Muddy Bucks. You never know, we might get a photo of Bucky doing laundry this week.
I’ve noticed that anytime a game gets really good all the observers on the sidelines become fast friends. Verbal high fives after plays and side whispers before the ball is hiked. The “did you catch that shot or get that clip?” We share the joy and excitement of the adrenaline rush knowing anything can happen. If you have been around Six-man very long, you know anything, and I mean anything, can happen in seconds. It was anybody's game to the very end.
See you on the sidelines!