I drove into Strawn, passed Mary’s restaurant, took a left right in front of the railroad tracks, and meandered down the heavily tree-lined path marked with Greyhound prints to the point of my destination; the MIS (Made In Strawn) Greyhound practice area. The football boys and volleyball girls were stretching in preparation for their workouts when I arrived.
Coach Lee quickly greeted me and told me I was welcome to take photos of the volleyball girls as well since they would be in the same area as the boys. I hadn’t had any opportunities this season to cover any volleyball so I jumped at the chance. They are beautiful young women with an amazing inner strength and drive. Let me tell you those girls can flip tires and work in the sand pit like none I have ever seen. Coach Lee’s wife, Coach Denise Lee, led her volleyball team through their workout seamlessly. She didn't mind stepping in and showing them exactly what she expected by doing the drills herself.
I always enjoy watching the footwork drills of the Greyhounds. They have developed quite the speed and agility because of these drills. Watching that many feet moving that fast is proof that they can swiftly move together as one unit. Lots of teams are very good at these drills, but Strawn takes it to another level. I must say it is actually mesmerizing to watch.
Coach Lee checked on me a couple of times to see if I needed anything or had any questions. I enjoyed moving around the outside of the practice area watching all the different drills and capturing photos from time to time of different angles.
I was surprised only one train passed by while I was there this time. The stadium and practice area sit right next to the train tracks. When I’ve attended games and other practices here, the tracks hum regularly. If you think trains are a thing of the past, I can tell you they are alive and well in small town central Texas. Most of the towns I visited this week had trains actively pulsing through town. Mullin and Zephyr also have active train tracks close to their stadiums.
I finished up my photos and quietly disappeared as not to distract or disturb. I retraced my path and headed south. Just a few miles from town, I crossed over I-20. When you cross over at this spot, the road sign will tell you it is equal miles to Abilene and Ft Worth. I am always fascinated how Strawn sits almost exactly halfway between these two towns.
See you on the sidelines!
We all have a story... a funny story or a serious story. This space is for those stories that make us laugh or cry or feel motivated.