When traveling to Gustine from Comanche, you pass the Deep Shit Cattle Company Gate. I was a little surprised to see that. If you don’t believe me, do a quick Facebook search and go to their business page. Followed by the ranch this morning, was a rolling green hill- covered with beautiful golden round hay bales. When I was a kid roaming on my relatives farms around here, it was peanut country. Slowly the area has moved towards dairy and hay farming. Don’t worry, there are still peanuts, especially around Gorman.
I arrived in Gustine and headed to the campus. The sprinklers were running on the field so I knew that is not where practice would be held. I quickly found Coach McVey, and he told me to follow him to the practice area. We convoyed; McVey with his truck full of supplies, followed up by the golf cart also loaded with supplies then me in my little white Fiat with my Minion man riding up front. We went down the road a bit and then turned, and I quickly spotted the open, grassy area. We all found shade trees to park under and then part of practice started. The boys had already lifted weights and had a distance run. This was phase three for them.
You could hear the June bugs humming and an occasional goat holler out so as not to be forgotten. Horses were also in the area just happy to be there. The kids sounded off approval of the excellent breeze, as did I. Everyone was working well together and working hard for their new coaches. There was some laughter and a few jokes about possible new affectionate nicknames. I always enjoy listening and observing all the activity. I stayed a while and took lots of photos and caught a quick visit with the coaches during a break. It was a good morning in Gustine and the future is bright for the Tigers.
See you on the sidelines!
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