Scott Mackey sent me this picture awhile back and it has unleashed an avalanche of memories for me personally, more so perhaps than maybe any other picture I have received. The old football field and track were like a second home to me.
A long time ago I used to play football here occasionally but practiced here a lot. In just a matter of seconds I can see things that are not pictured. I can see the tackling dummies lined up for “Oklahoma” drills, the coach at the top of the bleachers filming, the “pretty boys” (quarterbacks, wide receivers, and running backs) at one end of the practice field playing catch and having a good ol’ time while the “hogs” (linemen) are down at the other end working (guess which I was).
Just typing that paragraph above, more memories keep flooding in that I have tried so hard to suppress. Flashbacks of pushing the seven man sled up and down the field and all the different drills we used to do for practice on that dry dirt field and sadly I have to admit that I miss it. I did not enjoy it then, but in some weird way I do miss it.
Looking at the old bleachers set up, the visitor stands are bigger than the home stands today. With all the regulations in place for bleachers (each step can only be so high, no openings, etc…) there was not enough space to go as big as these old bleachers. I remember running up and down those bleachers for track and for football and at the time they felt as those home bleachers were as high as the ones in Happy Valley. Well maybe not that high but they sure felt like it.
I could go on and on but I want to hear your memories also. Whether they are memories of the before mentioned practice field, the cinder 300 meter track that was deemed to un-safe for track meets in the mid 90’s, the concession stand that seemed to be open all year round (opposite corner of picture), the state of the art lockers rooms that visiting teams refused to use, the way the wooden bleachers would bounce in the student section, watching a football game and dropping something through the bleachers and having to go find it in the rocks underneath, or even perhaps some of the great football games, soccer games, powder puff games, sixth grade Olympics, renowned half-time shows or even one of the record breaking track meets that took place here. Please share your memories below or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
Thank you again to Scott Mackey for supplying the stroll down memories lane.