At the conclusion of John Broughton’s interview Friday after the loss to New Pal in the sectional, as cold as it was, I didn’t leave the stadium right away.
I stood at the fence for a while looking at a deserted but lighted field, scoreboard also still glowing. Few were still around, just those people on hand cleaning up and packing away. It was not about the loss I was contemplating but about the season. Not just this season, but every season under the lights.
Even though the field was empty, the sounds of the season were still loud. I miss the sound of the team running out onto the field before the game, the sound of Bill Hutton on the PA, but mostly, I will miss the sound of the players singing the school song on the sidelines after a win, a sound that only football players can create. It is truly a joyful noise.
Although it was not a season like some in the past, it was a season of watching kids deal with injuries and kids having to be in positions that maybe they were not quite ready for, but instead falling back, they hung on, and those experiences will prove valuable later and not necessarily on the football field.
Now the lights on the field are out, and we move on to an indoor season, and when that is over, I will bemoan the end of that season as well. The circle of life, high school edition.