Yellow Jacket Times - Jefferson County Public Schools

Hawp Ton & Devin Hayley
Hawp:
There I was, sitting in English, waiting for the bell to ring. It was the day of Central’s Championship game
against Belfry and I was ready to see them play. As soon as that bell rung, I hurried out of class and went to the
designated bus I was assigned. Looking around me I saw at least a hundred others excited and ready for the
football game, just like I was. As soon as we departed, the countdown began. There were only few hours
separating us from our destination to WKU. The ride was long, but when you’re going to see your team play their
final game of the season, it’s all worth it.
After a couple of hours sleeping in those uncomfortable bus seats, the time had came. We arrived at WKU
and excitement was in the air. Everyone was hyped and ready to support the Yellow Jackets.
Getting off that bus was a relief. My legs needed that stretch and walking to the stadium we were playing
at was even better. Looking around, I realized how beautiful WKU’s campus was. I followed the crowd to the gate
and as soon as I got to the front, I presented my ticket and went onward. I ended up following a group of people to
the wrong side of the stadium, but quickly did a turn about and found my seat on a bleacher close to the field. I
guess you could say I had front row seats.
This was the first time I’ve ever seen the Jacket’s play at a Championship game. I was excited and
prepared to see what the outcome would be. I already knew we had it in the bag, though. I’ve went to a couple of
games that lead up to this moment, and I wasn’t disappointed. We won several times and I know that all of the
hard work they put into practice, would pay off right here on this field.
The game was about to start, but my mind wasn’t focused on the game just yet. I was actually paying
attention to our opponent’s supporters right across the field from where I was sitting. All I saw was the color red.
They all looked like cherries in a basket, but what they didn’t know was that they were about to get squashed yet
again.
All I could hear was people shouting and I stood there wondering why when the game hadn’t started yet. I
soon realized that both teams were about to run out to the field. The Yellow Jackets came first, and everyone,
including myself started shouting for them. They ran out on the field ready to demolish Belfry. Next came them.
The returning losers. I have to admit that their idea of running out from behind a giant banner was pretty neat, but
that didn’t matter. What mattered was how the teams played on the field.
Half time arrived, and boy was I hungry. I got up from my seat and saw how long the line was to get food.
I didn’t feel like waiting, so I marched over to the other side of the stadium since the line was shorter. I ended up
getting something that wasn’t worth buying. The portion size of my popcorn chicken was not worth the money I
had spent. A bit overpriced is what I would say, but I got over it. It satisfied my tummy just a bit and that’s all that
mattered.
Half time was almost over and I was anticipating to see how the rest of the game would play out. I looked
over at the score board to see who was in the lead. We were tied 6-6. Third quarter had begun and everyone was