Football season is upon us!
Bring on the cheerleaders, the Friday night lights, the grass stains, and the sweat.
People in Mississippi attend football games as loyally as they attend Sunday morning church services.
This year, I’d like to give that friendly reminder from one coach’s wife to the fans in the stands.
We. Can. Hear. You.
We can hear you cheer your heart out when the team does well but we also hear you complain when they don’t. And trust me, in my experience, it’s all the coach’s fault.
Never in the world of football could a quarterback miss a snap simply because he’s nervous. No way a player started a fight because he’s got beef with an opponent.
No, every mishap is that coach’s fault. Except when it’s not. Except when the coach stays up until 2 a.m. preparing for the game.
Except when the coach misses dinner time with his family every weeknight to prep the field for home games.
Except when goodnight hugs and kisses only come from mom because coach needed to have a meeting.
My point is, that sweet guy on the field belongs to us just like your player belongs to you.
He’s the most important cougar, panther, wolf, patriot out on that field to us.
So I beg of you, as we suit up and go to battle every single Friday, remember that coach’s family is somewhere in the stands. No one wants a win more than we do. But no one wants to hear ugly words about their favorite person.
So, when it doubt, yell “Let’s Go Team!” Rather than something nasty about the coaches.
Now, everyone on your feet!
Courtney Warren is a contributing writer with The Bolivar Commercial. She may be contacted at email@example.com.