Friday Night Lights

31 Aug, 2012

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Written by Connie Jelkin

It’s Fall. It’s Nebraska. It’s the weekend. What is there to do? If you don’t know, obviously you are not a native. Everyone who grew up in Nebraska already knows what to do. Football.

Now I don’t mean the Big Game on Saturday. Those tickets go for a pretty penny to say nothing of paying for meals and parking.

No, I’m talking about the home towns all over the state that are playing the Friday Night High School Game.

Those nights in Fall are the best. The sun is going down, the air is cool but not cold and there is just enough breeze to blow the flag.

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Everyone is there!! Of course all the Moms and Dads of the players, but most of the town turns out for the game, too. People love to set down, catch up and enjoy the game. Besides, if you miss the game, what can you talk about either at coffee on Saturday or church on Sunday?

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Sitting in the stands, it gives an all-American thrill to just look out over that green field. It’s fun to listen to the boys grunt and holler as they go through the pre-game warm-ups. Oh to be in that kind of shape again. Of course you have to check the roster to see what grade each player is in and just how tall and how much each weighs. Are our boys going to be able to match up? What have the scouts reported? Will it be a game or a rout?

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The concession stand always has great popcorn. It just tastes better outside. If you are lucky, you will hit the night that the right class is having some local food speciality as a fund raiser. Don’t eat before you make it to the game. You will want to try the local homemade treats.

Wow look at the cheerleaders this year. Those girls can really kick up their heals. Is tonight the night they preform at half-time? Sure want to catch the routine.

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The band is playing warm-up songs, too. Each song has just enough beat to get the crowd rocking and rolling. But we all know to stand up when the drums-roll for the National Anthem. Most of us in small towns still know the words and aren’t afraid to sing it out, either.

Team Colors. Green Field. Flag snapping in the breeze. Band playing. Crowd singing.

There really is nothing like it.

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