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Seniors Show Why Gray Stone Does Not Play Football A Comic Review of the Powder-Puff Game According to Raegan Perry PLEASE NOTE: this is a comic review and should not be taken TOO seriously |
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MISENHEIMER, NC- The game was scheduled to begin at 4:00 sharp last Friday. What were the senior girls doing forty minutes before the game? They were in the locker room putting pig-tails and glitter in their hair. What were they doing twenty minutes before the game? They were listening to seniors, Lee Norton and Kane Hathcock yell at them for not knowing the difference between defense and offense. What were they doing five minutes before the game? They were still fixing their hair. Seriously, these girls wore pink for a reason. Okay, okay. So maybe that was just me or perhaps I am just saying that to save my own neck? But for whatever reason, the seniors were not prepared for what they were about to face at 4:00 Friday afternoon. The game started after the juniors did this little hoorah hullabaloo and the referees talked about sportsmanship and how this game was supposed to be fun. What was running through all of the girl’s minds? This is not for fun, we are out for blood!!! The game began with a bit of confusion on the senior side. Of course, after a few runs, we knew what we were doing. The only bad thing is that the juniors didn’t need a few runs to find out what they were doing. They scored a touchdown within the first few minutes, making the seniors roaring mad. We, the seniors, tried not to get discouraged from these continuous touchdowns scored by the juniors. So by halftime, the juniors were dancing around and the seniors were exasperated, drained and very concerned. The junior class is just full of athletes who excel in multiple sports. They were faster, stronger and bigger than the poor little senior chicas. We were hopeless and needed a new plan. So what do we do in our moment of desperation? We resort to cheating. We really resort to cheating. We tied our belts in a knot, so that they could not be easily pulled off. We put more than the allotted eight players on the field at once. We included the refs in our plays. We even tried to put a boy (Junior, Matt Dassler) on the team, dressed in a pink shirt. We were uptight, frantic and distressed… can you blame us?? Cheating was our only way, and it STILL DID NOT HELP US!!! The only touchdowns scored during the second half for the seniors were scored by our coach, Mrs. Dassler and by the ref, Jeff Morris. For those of you who were not there, this game was vicious. Shirts were ripped, blood was drawn and girls that I never thought would say a foul word were spouting them out! It was brutal, indeed. Usually, the intimidation factor works, but after telling many juniors that “I would eat them for breakfast” and spitting on the ground, I noticed that it had little to no affect on the monstrous juniors. That’s right Mrs. Shaw; my hat is off to you, because you brought us down Friday. You coached your team to victory. You creamed us. It was worse than watching the Panthers loose consistently. Or worse, watching a Duke Football game (as far as I’m concerned, Duke has no football team.) The juniors were prepared to dominate and they did. But… we seniors feel that we are the winners here, despite the scoreboard. Why? Because we get to graduate this year and the juniors will be stuck in high school for another year. So Ha! Not only that, but Friday, the seniors really came together as a group. We outnumber the senior boys, so naturally the girls will have a close bond. I realized that I really do adore these girls. They have been my friends for four years now and I will truly miss them when we all graduate in the spring. I’m glad that we can look back on this game and just laugh. Perhaps we can schedule a rematch? Okay, okay. Maybe not. |
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