By CRAIG HALL
Saturday is always my favorite day of the week.
This Saturday was also, even though it was a working Saturday.
I got up and did the usual stuff for the Ledger and Journal websites, then had to take Trish the Wife’s car out to a friend’s house to see if he could figure out why her heater wasn’t working.
It wasn’t a successful venture, but I did get to see a bald eagle fly over about 20 yards up. Then, it was off to the Peter Conser home to check out the activities at the 120th anniversary celebration.
I got to see a lot of neat old tractors and visited with Von Mead about his tractors, got to see rope made by using an old machine, toured the old home and had a good time.
Then, it was home for a few minutes before it was Wolf Pup time.
Unfortunately, it has been several years since I caught a Wolf Pup game. Our Wolf Pups were playing Waldron in a couple of key games. The third and fourth grade game would determine who won the south division while the fifth and sixth grade contest would settle which team was second and third.
And here came our Wolf Pups out on the field, right around the 3 p.m. kickoff. Clear and warm temperatures, almost making it feel like an early September day instead of late October.
The Wolf Pups kicked off and gasp, Waldron returned the kick for a touchdown. Fortunately for the mighty Wolf Pups, they scored to tie the score to the delight of the Heavener fans trying to find shade up in the stands.
I noticed one of the Wolf Pups, one named Rodrigo Sanchez and started talking with him. He was wondering why I was on the sidelines with my camera. I told him who I was and that I was from the Ledger.
He was obviously an intelligent guy and had heard of the Ledger. We started talking while the offense was on the field. Rodrigo plays defense and according to one of the coaches, fills at least a couple of holes.
I asked him if he was pretty fast.
“I am in basketball,” he said. When asked about football, Rordrigo said, “I’m faster in basketball.”
He later shared some “your mother” jokes, which were actually pretty good. Meanwhile, a couple of costly turnovers by the Wolf Pups and the Waldron Bull Pups, not to be confused with bullfrogs, kept the teams off the scoreboard.
Finally, the Wolf Pups mounted another drive and took the lead on a touchdown and a 2-point conversion. I got to see the little guys do a chest bump with all the enthusiasm of college players, just not quite as high.
I asked a few of the Wolf Pup reserves which one was faster. They weren’t sure so a couple of them decided to have a race at halftime to where the team would meet. I had forgotten about it, but as the second quarter ended, they lined up and stared at me to get them started. “Go!” I finally said and they took off.
One of the reserves impressed me greatly. The song Thunderstruck came over the loudspeaker and I asked them which band sang this.
“AC-DC,” he said, surprising me. “How did you know that?” I asked. “My mom listens to them.”
Wow, I was impressed. I also got to meet my new buddy Hayden White. I know his parents and asked Hayden if his father was still off working. Unfortunately, he was. But his mother was at the game.
He knew my name, courtesy of his father, and Hayden said he liked the picture I posted of him and his sisters a few weeks back with a huge pumpkin their father Michael had brought back from Iowa. Hayden didn’t mention the mistake I made in the cutline where I said daughters, and failed to mention him.
Willie Dehart, one of the water boys, came up to me at halftime and said they couldn’t get any more water out of the jug. I wasn’t really sure why Willie was telling me this, so I became Captain Obvious and replied it was probably because the water had been emptied and that maybe it would be better to tell one of the coaches.
The second half was a defensive battle. No scores! With only a couple of minutes left, Heavener was driving and the ball got separated from the runner. The officials said the running back was down, a decision the Waldron coaches did not agree with.
“You’re killing me!” one of the coaches hollered, even though this was a football game between third and fourth graders.
I got a phone call as the game was about to end and was told to look at the water boys. They all had a water bottle and were making sure they were well hydrated. I posed them and told them to get a drink, which they gladly did.
The Wolf Pups held on to win and claim the south division championship. I had to leave between games to head out to Lake Wister for the Trail of Treats and did not find out until later the older team lost to Waldron.
So only the younger Wolf Pups will be at home this coming Saturday in the first round of the playoffs. And then, it was off to the Trail of Treats, where we were left wondering why there were so many adults doing the trick-or-treat thing without children
But that is another story for another time.