Last night our local high school was out of town, so my husband I drove 15 miles up the road to see a smaller high school play for their regional championship. A very dear friend of ours calls the game for that small school. He is quite the entertainer during the game with his southern expressions and the nicknames he has for each player - i.e.Boomer, Tank. The building in the photo below is the players' locker room. Before the team comes on field, you can hear the players getting pumped up, yelling, chanting.
The smallness of the stadium gives the illusion that you are right on the field and that the field is smaller. In fact, I questioned my husband about the distance from the goal line to the goal post. The distance seemed to be shorter but, of course, it is the same as any other football field.
The football experience is so different than our local high school games. All throughout the game, on both ends of the field, long, loud blasts of what sounds like a train whistle fills the stadium. Long ago the main employer in this town was a textile mill.I wonder if these are the whistles once blown as work shifts changed at the mills.
After every touchdown, fireworks are exploded over the town's water tower, which happens to be next to the school's parking lot. At one time, a cannon blast would take place after each touchdown. For whatever reason, that no longer takes place.
I really enjoy visiting this football stadium. Even the boiled peanuts are better....hot, fresh and not prebagged. Huge cups of peanuts cooked on site.
Haven't mentioned cooking/baking lately. Made this delicious chocolate chip pound cake the other night. Lots of chocolate and lots of chips. It was consumed rather rapidly by my colleagues at school.
I also have finished another baby hat, Coney. I found the pattern on Ravelry. I enjoy knitting these items and giving them away to friends and their little ones.