High School Football

Friday night lights seem to produce more than just a stupid group of testosterone padded individuals. High school football has a tendency to act more like an epic battle. On Friday nights, the team rallies together to take down the competition. Just as soon as the game gear goes on it seems that everyone loses all thoughts of petty drama and become united as one. All the macho guys begin to push each other around anticipating the game to come and doing their best to get everyone pumped up. All of us in the student section as well as the rest of the fans rally together to cheer on our boys in the trenches. Both sides try to intimidate each other making the stands sound like one big “thunder dome.” The school colors begin to act as war paint for the soldiers going into combat. The football gear becomes the armor for those going into battle. When the team comes out of the field house they are ready to go to war and protect the honor of their country, Lonoke High School. They burst through the paper banner, painted with “Whoop the Wildcats,” as one unit, running through the cheerleaders and band to the center of the field to yelling out their war cries. Throughout the game every time a player makes a good play the rest are there to give him praise. After victory or defeat the team celebrates or hurts together relying on each other for support. The team leaves the field battered, bruised, and bleeding after giving it their all out on the battle ground.