I worked the Lee-Harlan game last night. A couple of minutes before halftime I hear something behind me. 2 yahoos (teenagers) were sprinting down the field shirts off screaming. Luckily I saw them in enough time and they turned away about 10-15 yards shy of me toward the Harlan sideline. One was full out into, the other one halfassed it. One hopped the fence at the goal line and then climbed the fence where the house sits in that corner of the endzone. The other just walked through Harlans bench at midfield and then down the track and finally climbed the fence. Too bad someone from Lee law enforcement of administration didn't make an attempt to get him.
Needless to say though, I was just about to the point to see if I could still ankle tackle with the best of them.
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