The Boys Of Fall

I was driving home from work listening to country music on the radio as I always do and Kenny Chesney's song "The Boys of Fall" came on. That song immediately took me back to small town Friday Night Football right here in good ole' Nixon! I can still feel the excitement in the air and all day the intensity grew stronger. I remember sitting in class wearing one of the players jersey's, the battle cry in the hall between classes, the smell of the gym floor and the sound of the band warming up for the pep-rally. The student body went wild as the sound of the Fight Song filled the gymnasium and our "Boys Of Fall" came in to the gym donning their game day jersey with a look of pride, determination, even butterflies in their stomach.....the whole town buzzed about the prediction of the score and then proceeded to relive their own glory moments out on the field. Cars were decorated with shoe polish, signs made of poster board were in store windows......Bobcat fever was ALIVE!!! The site of our fiday night heros standing with helmet in hand, facing the flag as our National Anthem rang out over the crowd and people cheering "Go Get'em Bobcats" as the players then took the field. I can still hear helmets hitting together, see the ball flying in the air, the scoreboard. I can still remember what it felt like to experience the thrill of victory or the agony of defeat. Small town friday night hasn't changed much over the years, I have experienced it through the eyes of my sons as they prepared for their own game days. They are my true "Boys of Fall". Go to Kenny Chesney Lyrics and read the lyrics to the song.....I promise it will take you back too!