The Trifecta
The Varsity Boy's and Girl's squads came together in their best attire Tuesday night, hitched a ride out into the unknown regions of Pickens county where it is said that jack-a-lopes, tropical Yettie's with a penchant for dressing up in over-alls and Billy Bob teeth, and Sasquatch, which many are blaming for the sudden rash of overly hairy offspring being born in their hospital, exist and actually interact with the locals at meat and threes and sometimes at square dances, bumped fists and said, "Wondertwin powers activate."
(In 4 part harmony with Ivan as the lone male soprano)
Boys: Form of.... an angry horticulturist.
Girls: Form of.... the most lethal ant killing substance known to man which actually does go into the heart of the earth to kill the queen ant and therefore eradicate the entire population once and for all. (I know guys, girls tend to be a little wordy at times but their large brains must be able to vent out all the stored up knowledge which exists in their craniums as huge amounts of hot steam. Give them credit though. At least they were on the same page. )
Michael "The Brain" Caldera and Solomon "The flying tostada" or as some call him "the Mexican Comet" had 1 and 2 goals respectively, Michaels goal coming off a beautiful header which left him bewildered and unable to pronounce his own name. Coach Estes raved about his purple hogs after the game saying, "This is the most complete game we have played to date. 1 and 2 touch magic."
Meanwhile, speaking of "magic," back at the friendly confines of "the beach" the little hogs had to pull a rabbit out of their collective hat Tuesday night after they went down to Pickens 3 - 0 after the first 20 minutes. But after a rousing, ra-ra, go get 'em boys, win it for the Gipper type speech from yours truly, in which I drew on every stereotypical coach cliche I could conjure up from the book I'm currently reading in the bathroom entitled "199 Favorite Coaches Cliches" by Lou Holtz, and blaming the boys for causing my hair to fall out at an exponentially quicker rate then it has been over the last five years (guilt is a powerful tool on young, naive minds), I saw a light bulb visibly appear above each of their heads, and light up for a few seconds. Never mind that it then shattered. The point is, there was at least a little bit of illumination. We stormed out of the locker room like a herd of pigs into a muddy pen and unleashed the power of purple on an unsuspecting Pickens team for the next 30 minutes. With about 30 seconds to go in regulation Big Ovi Lopez headed a rocket off of a Jose Herrera corner kick that hit the cross bar and rattled the frame. The ball bounced straight down where the ever-sneaky Little Ovi Espino put the finishing touch on his second goal which would prove to be the game winner. Giovanni Cuevas also added two brilliant goals, which along with Steven Lopez' stellar play in front of net in the second half, helped spark a truly great comeback. Here's to the boys! I'm proud of you. And here's to all the Walhalla soccer teams! Great job!
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