Believe it or not, the high school football season is right around the corner. It’s only six short weeks until the calendar turns to August, and you know what August means — teams assemble. Two-a-days start. The end of the month brings jamborees, and September brings the start of the regular season.
The winding down of each sports season brings time of reflection. The wondering about the season that has just ended. The “what ifs” that plague players, coaches and fans alike. Learning from the mistakes to better prepare for the future.
Floored. That is the best way to describe the feeling of opening the Class 2A girls basketball all-state team email. Honestly, I thought the coaches would get it wrong. But, in the end I think the voting for the Player of the Year went down the way it should have.
Every year the all-league teams come out. Sometimes I’m left scratching my head. Maybe it’s the world of fantasy sports we live in. Everyone, if they so choose, can build their own team. It’s like being an arm-chair quarterback with a little general manager flare thrown in.
The South is known for kindness. Philadelphia is the city of “brotherly love”. I just think no one has taken enough time to think about the caring communities of Eastern Oregon to come up with a nickname or spread the persona through word of mouth.