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By Aaron S. Lee

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Wake up and smell the coffee ...

By Aaron S. Lee

The Torrington Telegram

We constantly hear the same old tired rhetoric; our children need a better educational system. They need better schools, better books, better computers, and our children’s teachers need better pay.

Yet when it comes time to put up or shut up, we propose tax levies to develop sports arenas – not young minds. We choose to bolster over-inflated egos and budgets by promoting athletics, not academics.

Goshen County School Board (GCSB) No.1 is lobbying for an Aug. 21 bond election to allow them to pursue funds that could be used to improve existing county educational facilities that are deemed inappropriate by the state.

According to the GCSB, they are doing “what’s best for the kids.”

I personally sat among a dozen concerned citizens and parents in Lingle last Tuesday and witnessed the sales pitch of a proposal that basically allotted $8 million ($4 million of your tax dollars) for three new gymnasiums, one wrestling facility and one weightlifting room.

Insane?

I think so.

How is building a new weight room in Torrington or a new basketball court in Yoder going to help a little girl in Hawk Springs realize her dreams of becoming a doctor, or even better, a school board member that actually puts scholastics first?

Sure, they discussed science labs, computer labs, classrooms and libraries, but it almost appeared to be an afterthought.

There are schools in this county that can’t even pass fire codes. There are restrooms that can’t even pass the Americans with Disabilities Act (ADA) and there are computer classes that, simply put, need computers.

Yet more basketball courts are higher in priority?

How about placing a little of that priority on education.

How about waking up and smelling the coffee.

How about realizing that little Johnny or little Suzy probably will not be the next Tiger Woods, Venus Williams or “Stone Cold” Steve Austin – no matter how hard you push and push and push.

Now if your kid happens to be one out of 750,000 people that are fortunate enough to make a living being a professional athlete, congratulations. You hit the lottery.

But if you’re like me, you’ve never won anything, and you won’t start now.

So prepare your child for the task at hand.

Education provides a cornerstone, a future. Athletics provide short-lived fame and uncertainty.
This is a no-brainer, people.

Give your kids a fighting chance. Give them the opportunity to not only attend a quality university but also receive a quality job in the ever-competitive workplace.

Voting “yes” on Aug. 21 could possibly increase your tax responsibility by up to $15 more a month. Add that to the increasing cost of living, and guess what? You just helped give away more of your hard-earned money.

So if the school system is using “now or never” scare tactics, then here is one of my own.

For those of you that are willing to spend anywhere up to $180 a year in additional taxes to basically build a better sports franchise, get ready to cough up another $100 for Hooked on Phonics.

That is the only way your money is going to help them read and write in this deal.

When Opportunity Knocks...

By Aaron S. Lee

American Football Monthly
You know, my experience as a sports writer has been a pretty good one. I have been places and met people that I will forever remember with a tender heart and a warm smile.

East Texas is no exception. And although I did not realize it while I was there, my time as the sports editor at the Marshall News Messenger in Marshall, Texas, created some of my fondest memories.

I recently wrote a column for American Football Monthly about a story told to me by Eddie Robinson. It was a humorous yarn about growing up decades earlier during simpler times with simpler conveniences. After discussing the column with my publisher, another story instantly popped into my mind regarding former Marshall High School football head coach, Bill Harper.

You see, Coach Harper, a native of East Texas, was an excellent football player back in his day and was recruited by several schools in the area. In fact, even former Grambling State University legend Eddie Robinson tickled Harper’s ear in an attempt to lure him to Louisiana to play for the Tigers. However, Wiley College would suit Bill Harper just fine.

Although they no longer play collegiate football, Wiley’s contribution to the world of college football is immeasurable. In 1873, Wiley – located in Marshall – was the first historically Black college west of the Mississippi River. Wiley, along with Bishop College, Paul Quinn, Prairie View A&M and Texas College, founded the Southwestern Athletic Conference in 1920.

Coach Harper told me of his first encounter with SWAC Hall of Famer and former Wiley College head coach, Fred “Pops” Long, during a recruiting trip to Wiley. A young Bill Harper sat nervously, yet patiently in Coach Long’s office before he arrived. When Coach Long did arrive, he wheeled around his desk and said nothing while still standing above Harper who was still seated.

Seconds seemed like hours, when finally Coach Long slammed his fist down on the desk. He then asked Harper what that gesture symbolized.

Coach Harper sat quietly at first, puzzled and still quite nervous. After a short pause, Coach Long said, “Son, that is opportunity ... and it only knocks once.” So, without hesitation, Coach Harper had made his decision.

Not a year has gone by where Coach Harper has not shared this story with players, coaches and friends. After all, it applies today as much as it ever did.

I use this story – among many others that I’ve been told – in my own life. I always enjoy sharing it as much as I enjoyed having it shared. There is not a day that goes by that I don’t listen for opportunity. But remember, you had better be prepared – it only knocks once.

Sweet Home Alabama...

By Aaron S. Lee

American Football Monthly

Football has always enjoyed a special relationship with the South, especially the University of Alabama. No team in the country – other than Notre Dame – has ever duplicated the Crimson Tide’s gridiron success. In fact, even the heralded Fighting Irish barely edges Alabama in the national title race with 13 trophies compared to Bama’s 12.

Former Green Bay Packers coach Vince Lombardi summed it up best when asked how it felt to be the greatest team in the world after winning the championship in 1966. Lombardi said, “I don’t know, we haven’t played Alabama yet.”

And throughout the past five decades – including Alabama’s seven Associated Press national titles – one person has been there through it all, Linda Knowles.

Linda Knowles, who currently serves as an administrative assistant to the academic senate, retired from full-time duty after serving the University of Alabama for 36 years. Mrs. Knowles has seen more and done more to help contribute to the success of the Crimson Tide as much as anyone. In fact, not only did she know men like Paul “Bear” Bryant and Gene Stallings – she was their personal secretary.

Imagine that, getting paid to handle the professional affairs of two of the most respected and legendary coaches in college football history.

One of my highlights as a sports journalist was a morning spent in conversation with Mrs. Knowles as she shared numerous anecdotes and yarns about the time she spent at Alabama. One of the funniest stories was when Coach Bryant brought in a shaggy-haired, T-shirt wearing (with sleeves rolled up) kid with ratty jeans, and shoes with no socks.

Upon first glance, Mrs. Knowles couldn’t believe what she was seeing. After all, this was 1962 and young men still wore crew cuts and khakis.

“When I saw this kid, I thought to myself ... boy, times are really getting tough. We are scrapping the bottom of the barrel with this kid. He certainly did not look like a football player, much less a star quarterback.”

Well, that kid turned out to be both a football player and a star quarterback. In fact, the kid was none other than Joe Namath.

“You know, not only did Joe prove to be a terrific football player at both Alabama and the New York Jets, but he also proved to be a terrific man,” said Mrs. Knowles. “He still makes a point to come by and see me whenever he is on campus.”

Mrs. Knowles also shared a story about Alabama’s visit to the White House to visit President Bill Clinton after the 1992 national championship season.

“Well, Coach Stallings and the team were waiting to see the President when a gentleman came out and said that he was sorry to inform them that President Clinton would be another hour or so before he could see the team. Well, Coach Stallings said, ‘Well, that won’t do. We have an airplane waiting for us on the runway and I sure hate that we missed him, but we will just have to catch him another time.’ It wasn’t 10 minutes later that President Clinton came out to greet the team. Now that’s pretty impressive.”

Sometimes we overlook the Linda Knowleses of the world and we fail to see the rich stories and accomplishments of their lives. Mrs. Knowles was at Alabama longer than the legendary coaches and players that grace the history of Crimson Tide football.

Mrs. Knowles and the many ladies like her are a direct link to the great football teams led by even greater men.

Thank you, Mrs. Knowles, for sharing your life, your stories and your passion. Most of all, thank you for sharing – period. With people like you, the Crimson Tide will continue to “Roll.”

“No, sir ... I did not take that watch.”

By Aaron S. Lee

American Football Monthly

You see, long before cable television, microwave ovens and electric-powered automobiles ... people lived simpler lives filled with even simpler conveniences. One of those simpler conveniences was the icebox.

Similar to the modern refrigerators that most of us are familiar with, iceboxes were not electric refrigeration units, but standard metal boxes that used blocks of frozen water to keep the appliance cold, thus preserving perishable food during a time when no meal was taken for granted.

These blocks of ice would be replaced almost daily with pieces weighing 25, 37 or 50 pounds – depending on what the customer could afford. A 37-pound block of ice – which was most common – would cost around a nickel.

One summer’s day in Baton Rouge, back before World War II, a young boy had just finished making his daily run delivering ice for the United Ice Company when the owner called him into his office. That morning, a customer had called the owner to complain that the young delivery boy had taken a watch from inside the house while delivering ice into the kitchen.

Usually the young boy would deliver his ice onto the front porch or doorstep, but this time the lady of the house requested that he come inside and place the ice inside the box.

The problem went much deeper than an accusation of stealing a watch. You see, the lady was white ... the young boy was not.

The owner talked with the young boy about the importance of honesty and told him that he had always been a good worker and a good kid. He told the young boy that he had been working around there too long delivering ice to do something like that. He said, “If you want a watch, I’ll buy you a watch. I just don’t want you to take a watch.”

The owner added that he really didn’t believe that the young boy had actually taken the watch. Then the owner asked the young boy to be honest and tell him whether or not he had stolen the timepiece. He told the young boy that he would believe him and that the company was going to replace the stolen item either way.

The young boy looked at the owner with tearful eyes and said, “No, sir ... I did not take that watch.”

So, the owner contacted the lady and replaced the watch ... meanwhile, the lady’s husband, who had left earlier that morning on a business trip, returned to the commotion and clarified that he had gotten up before his wife and had taken the watch to be fixed.

The young boy had always been an honest kid who gave an honest day’s work. Even during tension-filled times, he withstood adversity and was unwavering. His track record for being compassionate and truthful paid off during accusations of wrongdoing.

The young boy is an example of what we all should be. The young boy is a champion of decency and courage. The young boy is the winningest college football coach of all time. The young boy is Eddie Robinson.

Finally, it's over!

By Aaron S. Lee

The Torrington Telegram

It’s about time. Finally, my favorite thing about the NBA season has happened – the end.

I am the happiest man in the world, now that my television stations are uncluttered by overhyped, overpaid and oversized thugs, I mean athletes, who are more in need of detention than adulation.

Come on, I can’t be alone here. Does anyone else like this game?

The XFL was not original. The NBA has forced its “stars who play outside the rules (and sometimes the law), cameras in your face, gimmicky programming” on us for years.

Even the press conferences are unpleasant; they have more bleeps than a garbage truck in reverse. This stuff makes the NFL look like a group of Bible school teachers.

Maybe you are wondering why I am coming down so hard.

After all, this is the same league that produced such heroes as Bill Russell, Larry Bird, “Magic” Johnson and of course, Michael Jordan.

But now they’re gone, and they took with them whatever class basketball players used to have.

So as the league honchos continue to look for its next savior, its “next” Jordan or its “next” Bird/Magic rivalry, I’ll just keep changing the channels looking for the next Seinfeld.

I’m sure I’ll find what I’m looking for first.

A Love Without End ...

By Aaron S. Lee

The Torrington Telegram

Have you ever wondered why the only day that truly celebrates the deeds of fatherhood falls so low on the holiday hierarchy?

After all, Christmas would not be so merry, Thanksgiving not so thankful, Easter not so springy and Mother’s Day – well, it would not even exist without the dedication and love of fathers.

Granted, this will not apply to all men with children. To qualify, one has to actually stick around long after conception. But for those who do – you know the guys who actually provide and protect – there is nothing more honorable.

A father’s role is often overlooked and underrated, and he may never share in the unbreakable bond of mother and child. But maybe that’s because it takes years of growth and maturity before we, as adults, are capable of fully understanding the sacrifice that fathers make in order to feed, clothe and educate their children.

Sure, this is a basic parental responsibility, but since so many are without that paternal figure, it demonstrates just how great those few men are.

Personally, it took years before I realized that any ball games unattended, stern words spoken or strong hands missed were due to a work ethic that made it possible for me to have everything that I ever wanted.

Twenty-nine years later, I still have unconditional support. No questions asked (OK, maybe a few questions).

I hope that for those of you fortunate enough to have a dad like mine, you’ll honor yours with all the love they’ve given you. I hope it doesn’t take 29 years for you to realize just how lucky you are.

So as I spend this Father’s Day 1,300 miles away from my dad, I’ll reflect on the fact that for every day we spent apart, every chore I was given, every punishment I received was done in the name of a father’s love.

And according to George Strait, that is a “love without end, amen.”

Hats off ...

By Aaron S. Lee
NET Gazette Columnist

With a 75-yard pass play from quarterback Austin Christmas to receiver LaTerrance Morrow, the Marshall Mavericks registered their first and only score of the game to defeat Harrison County rival Hallsville 7-0.

The victory was Marshall's first under new coach Rodney Southern and the Mavs' first since closing the 2001 season under retiring head coach Bill Harper against former District 12-5A rival, Nacogdoches.

Since that game, both Marshall and Nac were booted from 5A competition to 4A due to new UIL enrollment qualifications. Both schools have struggled in 2002 as they have combined to win just one game out of a
total of 12 played.

It can easily be said that it has not been a smooth transition for the former 5A combatants, and by looks of things it will not get much easier - at least for the remainder of this season.

But in a game fought between Harrison County's two biggest dogs, it was nice to see a glimpse - no matter how small - of what made the Mavs more competitive last season. Senior quarterback Austin Christmas throwing a 75-yard touchdown pass just makes the heart feel good and world seem like it is moving in the right direction again. Christmas, who was an All-State honorable mention last year with more than 2,000 yards, has missed most of this season with a concussion and will be lucky to duplicate just half of last year's totals.

Overall, neither Marshall or Hallsville showed signs of greatness with turnovers and ineffective offensive play on field conditions that were less than optimum. However, Marshall did one thing better than Hallsville - they got the job done.

So, hats off to the Mavs for their first win of the season - I just hope it's not their last. Oh, and as for Hallsville, it doesn't look any brighter for the Bobcats who continually run and hide from consistency.

The Harrison County civil war is over for another year, with Marshall winning their third straight. This year's edition may not have been a barn burner, but it was still for braggin' rights. Marshall may only win
one game this season, but they beat Hallsville - and that may be the only one that really matter.

Bobcats vs. Mavericks - I can't wait!

By Aaron S. Lee

NET Gazette Columnist

After almost a year of waiting, the Harrison County civil war is almost upon us - and this time it's for a whole lot more than just braggin' rights.

Are you as excited as I am about the renewed rivalry that could become one of the fiercest in East Texas? Are you as excited as I am about everything at stake when the Hallsville Bobcats and the Marshall Mavericks hook up in two weeks? After all, this year's grudge match begins the gauntle for the District 13-4A championship trophy and a playoff run.

When Hallsville and Marshall - separated by 10 miles - meet on that Friday night, fans from all over East Texas will see Harrison County's two biggest dogs fighting over the same bone. For Marshall, a win will give the Mavs their third-straight victory over the 'Cats and their first victory of the 2002 season. For Hallsville, a win will help the 'Cats step out of the shadow of their next door neighbor and establish themselves as a legitmate contender
for 13-4A gold.

A loss for Marshall will hurt far worse than a loss for Hallsville. After all, if the Mavs defeat the 'Cats - it is expected. And if the 'Cats defeat the Mavs - shame on Marshall.

However, this will be one for the record books and believe me, these two teams want nothing more than to beat each other, and beat each other good!

So, next Friday, drop what you're doing and head to Mavericks Stadium for what may be the best football game in Harrison County this season. Whether you are rooting for coach Roger Adams and Hallsville or new coach Rodney Southern and Marshall this will be one that you won't wanna miss.

Just a few unanswered questions

By Aaron S. Lee

NET Gazette Columnist

Well, who would have thunk it ... Evangel is narrowly winning games using a running attack, the St. Louis Rams still haven't won a game and baseball fans are running out on the field to pummel first base coaches.

Oh, and what about the Marshall Mavericks? I would have thought after getting new attire, updating the field house, replacing the entire coaching staff and returning a talented offensive unit they would have at least had a chance to win at least one game this season. Oh how themighty have fallen. From 1990 state champs to 2002 state chumps. Just a few questions. Who is the grinch that stole Austin Christmas? Where is Rashad Turner's deep route? Who designed those crackerjack, backyard, draw-em-in-the-dirt plays that Marshall is using? And where is the Maverick pride because it sure isn't out on the field.

Marshall is dropping game after game to teams they would have crushed last year or the year before. And for all of you who believe that the Mavs will stroll through District 13-4A with ease - think again. This does not look like a former 5A team playing down, but rather a former 3A team playing up. According to a very reliable source, who I will keep anonymous (Bob Speights), the Mavs will do lucky to win one district game and I am beginning to agree.

I will admit that the Mavs defense is sub par, however, it was sub par last year with 12 new starters and they still managed to hold some teams. And what about Christmas? This kid it tough, intelligent and possess a pretty good arm - so let him use it. And what about Turner? Does he even go to school in the MISD anymore or did he graduate last year and nobody informed me because I haven't seen him at all this year.

Look, I'm not trying to come down hard on the Marshall football program - well, yes I am. Whatever has been done, undo it. Whatever has been planned, scrap it. This is a floundering team that is sinking into the
abyss of patheticness.

Before it's too late, someone untie the coaches hands, or call Bill Harper. Do anything, just stop the bleeding!

But, this is just one fan's opinion.

Walking the line ...

By Aaron S. Lee

NET Gazette Columnist

I know, I know, I know ... we all know that Evangel Christian Academy in Shreveport, La., is nothing more than a religious front covering for a state-of-the-art football factory created to destroy the world of high school football as we know it. Right?

Wrong!

Look, I felt the exact same way until I took a trip down East 70th Street and realized that maybe the criticism is not all that justified.

There were no banners, fountains, flags, trumpet players or laser shows to promptly display the entrance of the most infamous football school in the area. No, in fact, the school is barely noticeable and totally unmarked from the Broadacres turnoff that resembles a farm house driveway more than a path to the state championship.

Sure, we have all heard the outlandish stories of Evangel's high-stakes recruiting and high-dollar budgets, but lets face it - they are simply not doing anything wrong.

Any student that can meet ECA's stringent academic standards and tuition (unless awarded a scholarship) can attend. And as far as facilities go, Pemberton, the now defunct high school in Marshall, Texas, has a better field house than Evangel's cramped, dated facility.

The truth is, Evangel wins ... and winning breads jealousy and resentment. ECA -year after year - fields a championship team coached by a championship staff. The Eagles build better students, leaders and athletes while placing emphasis on attitude, sportsmanship and character.

I am not trying to change your mind ... I'm not so sure that I have actually changed mine ... but realize this, whether we like to admit it or not, Evangel simply does something better than anyone else - win football games.

As long as the Eagles keep winning games, Evangel bashing will be en vogue. Longview High School may have defeated the No. 2 ranked Eagles in week 1, but this is a long season with many more games. The ECA coaching staff did not make excuses and actually praised the Lobos effort (refreshing, huh?).

So if you still hate Evangel, that's O.K. ... they'll pray for you after they beat your brains out en route to winning their eighth state title in 14 years.

The Men of Friday Nights

By Aaron S. Lee

Palm Beach Post

It seems like just yesterday that I was covering Bill Harper's final season as head coach of the Marshall Mavericks. Of course, at the time I had no idea that it was his final season or perhaps I would have taken it in just a little bit slower. You know, really absorb it.

Coach Harper is just one small example of the professionalism and character displayed among some of the finest individuals calling the coaching profession their own. People like Karnack's R.E. Lymas, Hallsville's Roger
Adams, Beckville's Ken Little and Waskom's Mark Randolph are men that not only lead our football teams, they also lead our youth - our country's most prized possession.

Legendary Grambling State University coaching icon Eddie Robinson's favorite quote - that he often recited himself - was a verse made famous by the late Amos Alonzo Stagg, "Coaching is the most rewarding profession. No man is too good to coach America's youth."

Men like Harper, Lymas, Adams and Little are constant reminders that really good men still do exists. In today's world where kids are being raised in either single-parent homes or homes where both parents are forced to work to make ends meet, we must turn to those willing to make a difference ... willing to make a change ... willing to lend a hand ... or just simply willing.

So, whether your team wins Friday night or not, take a few minutes to stop and think about the person that spends probably more time with your child than you do. And if they truly deserve it ... stop and shake their hand and let them know - win or lose - how important they are and much we truly appreciate them.

I believe that East Texas has the greatest brand of football, anywhere - period. But perhaps that has more to do with the men who lead than the boys who play. But after all, this is just One Fan's Opinion.

Mavericks face daunting task

By Aaron S. Lee

Palm Beach Post

Wouldn't ya just hate to be the Marshall Mavericks right now? I mean, with all the publicity surrounding the complete overhaul of their program and with their drop to 4A status, they are in a no-win situation.

Let's look at it.

After coach Bill Harper retired, Marshall's last link to their one and only state title rode off into the sunset. Now, enter coach Rodney Southern to right a floundering ship. Within the first month, Southern managed to eliminate an entire staff and alienate an entire community.

But here lies the double-edged sword. If Marshall wins, no big deal, they should. After all, every Mavericks coach was run off for a new fresh staff. Plus, they are an extremely large 4A school with almost twice the number of enrollment as the smallest school in the district, Kilgore. Not to mention, this team cut its teeth on playing - arguably - the toughest teams in the country while being a member of District 12-5A.

However, if they lose, I would hate to be in Southern's shoes. After all, he ran every Mavericks coach off, they are the largest school and , well, you get the picture ... .

Look, I don't mind telling you that I was shocked when Texas football guru Dave Campbell picked the Mavs dead last in this year's race. But let's face the facts. While Marshall had become the cellar dweller of
12-5A, they could easily find themselves at the bottom of the 13-4A barrel.

And for Marshall to avoid that fate, let's pray "Christmas" comes early.

The grass is always greener, or is it?

By Aaron S. Lee
Palm Beach Post

Well, it's another year, another place, another job and, yes, another season. But not just any season - football season.

It has been almost six months since I left East Texas and moved to South Florida. And it has been nearly nine months since I've covered anything football.

One of my first assignments at my new gig was to cover the NFL Draft -primarily the NFC. This was the kind of assignment that young sports journalists crave, search for and build careers around. Impatiently, I craved it, searched for it - but as of now - I have yet to build a career around it. But I am young and time will tell.

I have always prided myself in learning from everywhere I've been and everything I've done. Marshall, Texas, was no exception. My short, nearly year-long stint as the sports editor for the Marshall News Messenger taught me more in hindsight than I ever imagined. I met people and experienced things that have and will forever change my life.

When asked to do a column for the fledgling Net Gazette newsletter, I did not hesitate to comply. After all, my wife and I are from the East Texas/Northwest Louisiana area and the publisher Bob Speights is a very close friend of mine and, furthermore, I would like to keep it that way.

Initially, I thought that I would write about the excitement of a new high school football season or the grand possibilities for all those involved in the new realigned districts. You know, basically what everyone else is talking about or should be talking about.

However, I scratched all that and I am basically shooting from the hip on this one. What I would like to share with you is a little more personal and a little more exclusive.

The one thing that I have discovered throughout my career in sports journalism and as an avid fan of "GOOD" athletic competition, is that no matter who you are or where you live - in the world of sports - Texas
probably does it a little bigger and a little better.

Sure, every town and every state believes that they are the most passionate about their Bulldogs, Tigers or Eagles. But, believe me, nothing compares to the pride and real sense of community that filters through the air underneath the warm Friday night lights of East Texas illuminating the Mavericks, Bobcats, Lobos or Lions.

So, to make things short and sweet. The truth is, yeah, the grass is sometimes greener. But remember, that works on both sides of the fence. Win or lose, this fall season will be whatever you make of it. And as last fall showed, we are never guaranteed another one. So, make this one count.

Living a Dream ...
By Aaron S. Lee
Marshall News Messenger

With the booming, baritone voice of NFL Film’s late John Facenda, echoing through my car’s CD player, I was more than prepared to drive 20-miles to Caddo Lake on an assignment for an interview that I would never forget.

As a boy growing up in North Louisiana, I recount days of touchdown passes from childhood friends Michael Moseley and Jamie Ayers after which we would all run in fear from the baddest kid in school Robert Perryman, who – thank heavens – was also a friend. And each day during recess we would relive the past football glories of the Browns, Butkus’, Czonkas and of a quarterback named Tittle.

Would life always be so grand?

Well twenty years later, it still is.

So there I was, with the official NFL Films soundtrack setting the mood as I journeyed on my way to interview some of the greatest athletes, but more importantly – men that have ever played the game of football.

Men like NFL Hall of Famer Bob St. Clair, a 6-foot-9, 270-pound lineman that showed the world of football the things to come as he blocked 10 field goals in a single season (1956). All-Pro San Francisco 49ers like defensive back Jim Cason, who still possessed the temperament of a rattlesnake, lineman Bill Johnson, who also coached the Cincinnati Bengals during the late seventies. And Billy Wilson, who’s bust should stand in the Hall of Fame – without question. Wilson led the league in receiving for three straight years. He went to six-straight Pro Bowls during six All-Pro seasons, including 1957 where he was named the NFL’s Most Valuable Player.

And then coming off the lake after an early morning fishing trip, stood the quarterback, the legend, the man – Y.A. Tittle -- ---Still strong, still stoic and still every bit the presence that put him into the Hall of Fame in Canton, OH in 1971 along with the likes of Vince Lombardi, Jim Brown and Norm Van Brocklin and that
made him among the most loved and famous football players of all time.

After spending a morning with Tittle and the rest of these still-great men, I heard countless stories of humor, friendship and courage that I will retell for the rest of my life. Information that seemed to be shared for the first time and told just to me.

As I left that morning I realized what gift I had been. Long before their were Brett Favre’s, Randy Moss’ and Ray Lewis’ were real men that played not for millions of dollars but for the love of the game.

A love of a game that still keeps old men young and young men loving them for it.

There is an autographed picture of Tittle that reads “Nothing is easy.”

Funny, he sure made it look so.

Steppin’ Out
By Aaron S. Lee
Minden Press Herald

Whether you watched or not. Whether you scoffed or cheered. With Saturday’s finale, the XFL’s “Big Game at the End” sealed its first season and quite possibly it’s fate.

With lower than anticipated ratings and little to no media coverage, the over-hyped football league cast more of a faint shadow than an ominous presence. Production not talent proved to be much of the undoing in regards to quality.

When you wade through the shock tactics and focus on the game, there were not many surprises. The rule changes were inconsequential and not nearly as exciting or groundbreaking as promised. As far as all the cameras and microphones, there are some things you don not care to see or hear. And even the controversial cheerleaders, although provocatively clad, could not help garner more than a mere two spot on the nielson chart.

However, the league did provide players a stage on which to perform. Most were athletes desperately seeking discovery. Others like former Redskins linebacker Kurt Gouveia and Seahawks defensive back Dwayne Harper reached for one last hurrah. While others looked for an opportunity to play on Sundays in October such as XFL Player of the Year and leading passer, Tommy Maddox (196/342, 2,186 yards, 18td/9int), a UCLA star once lost in Denver behind the ageless John Elway. Or Ole Miss tailback John Avery, who after a brief stint with the Dolphins also found himself lost in Colorado behind the Bronco’s Terrell Davis before becoming the XFL’s leading rusher with 800 yards and a 5.3 average.

Even North Louisiana’s Stepfret Williams, a Minden High/University of Louisiana-Monroe (formerly Northeast Louisiana) standout, showed why being a third round draft choice by the Dallas Cowboys in ’96 was no accident. In just the second game of the season, Williams became the first XFL player to score on a punt return. The 95 yard TD return plus another 134 yards off 8 receptions sealed a victory and helped catapult Williams as the leagues top receiver at seasons end with 828 yards, 51 receptions and a 16.2 yard average. Williams accomplished is league leading numbers in a short ten game schedule for Gerry Dinardo’s Birmingham squad that won only two games. Compound that with an injury to the starting quarterback prompting a midseason switch, and Williams’s numbers become even more impressive.

Critics claim that the level of talent in the XFL is a far cry from that of the National Football League. Maybe so. Maybe Tommy Maddox, John Avery, and Stepfret Williams proved exactly that. After all, an elite athlete in any class is still elite. The XFL’s leading passer, rusher, and receiver gave a blue collar league blue chip credentials.

Williams’ blue ribbon pedigree comes from a strong work ethic and unbreakable family ties. Williams’s father Stepfret, Sr. is a longtime player, coach, and educator. A role model that has helped mold a son into an athlete and a young man. A young man that is obviously a “Step” above.

Tigers Left Green with Envy

By Aaron S. Lee

The Torrington Telegram

As Skip Bertman bids farewell to the college baseball scene, how ironic that just one series away from returning to Omaha (Neb.), longtime rival and Tiger whipping boy, Tulane, ends LSU’s chance to repeat as national champs. Not only did the Green Wave end the Tigers championship run, but also sent home early the greatest college baseball coach ever.

LSU has, without a doubt, the best baseball program in the country. It also goes without saying that LSU is, by far, the tyrannical ruler of its home state. However, it does my heart good to see another Louisiana academic institution step up and sock the monarchy right in the mouth.

And that is exactly what Tulane did. While taking four out of five games from the Bengals this season, and eliminating them in the Super Regionals, the Wave may have just begun a Louisiana dynasty of their own.

Sure, LSU will remain strong, even with Bertman’s departure. And UL-Lafayette has a solid program as well. But what has garnered my attention is the job coach Rick Jones is doing with the Wave. He is no Skip Bertman, but he makes a mighty fine Rick Jones.

Oh well, no big deal. This is baseball after all. It’s what happens Sept. 1, 2001, in Baton Rouge that really counts. When an 80-year rivalry is renewed, and Tulane gets a REAL chance to punch a Tiger in the mouth.

Unsung Heroes!

By Aaron S. Lee

The Torrington Telegram

You know coaching can be a tired, thankless job.
But for anyone who takes time out of their busy schedule to lead, guide and instruct the youth of America – hats off!

Face it.

If it were not for these volunteers who give up their free time and money to give your children a positive role model while sharpening their minds and bodies – let’s be honest – you would have a delinquent on your hands with way too much energy.

Look, we are not talking about big-time athletics here.

We are not talking about people with multi-year, multi-million dollar contracts and endorsements.

We are talking about ordinary people, with ordinary jobs that get paid nada to give your child something else to do other than drive you crazy.

Praise has to go to the parents as well, for shuttling little Johnny or little Suzy to all the practices and games, but that’s your job. You bought into that plan nine months before they were born.

Volunteers could live next door, across the street or even in your house.

I know a state champion softball coach from a high school in Nebraska that spends her summers in Wyoming to be with her family.

Now, she could simply lay back and enjoy the spoils of a good year while hanging out with friends and family, but instead she chooses to volunteer as a coach for a local softball team and lead them to state.

They may or may not win the state tournament, but that doesn’t matter. Because those kids have already won by having an educator, a friend and a coach like her – someone that made the choice to be with them.

So if you know of a person that would rather use his or her time making a difference in a youngsters life, thank them.

The life they reach may be one of your own.

All aboard, Cowboy train leaving the station

By Aaron S. Lee

The Torrington Telegram

Have you ever wondered why all these Nebraska fans are invading our territory?
After all, this is Cowboy country, right?

It is so easy to be a Cornhusker fan. Just like it’s easy to be a Lakers fan, or an Avs fan or a Yankees fan – everyone pulls for a champion, but it takes real guts to stand up and root for the underdog.

And as a converted Cowboy (former Southern Mississippi Golden Eagle), I believe that it is my duty to tell everyone to drop everything and jump onto the University of Wyoming (UW) wagon train.

Locals have a lot to be proud of. The Cowboys are built tougher than a Ford, the cattle are bigger than Texas and the colors of brown and gold are so uncomplimentary, they’re gorgeous.

People, this is your school, representing your state, and in the world of college athletics, there is nothing greater.
Who knows, with enough support, the UW athletic program will only get better.

Now, if you are from Nebraska or attended school there, that’s a different story. I hope you would cheer for your team with all the gusto of a raging lunatic.

But if you are not, beware, because any bystanders in the way of the oncoming Cowboy stampede, could get trampled.

By the way, I am ashamed to say that as I wrote this editorial, I was wearing a big, red, Cornhusker sweatshirt.
Well, it was cold outside, and I do not yet have any UW apparel (donations appreciated).

A Love Without End ...

By Aaron S. Lee

The Torrington Telegram

ATTENTION: Sports Editors

High school and college sports are two of the most widely read newspaper topics across the country. It doesn’t matter whether you live in small town USA or the Big Apple, sports fans want their daily fix of sports news.

Sports columns are one of those widely read topics of interest. Ironically most sports columns deal with the Pro sports yet many readers in small town USA would rather read a column pertaining to high school or college sports. These are few and far between.

CATCH THE EYE OF YOUR READERS EACH WEEK.

Aaron S. Lee, managing editor of the American Football Monthly (a coaching trade magazine) and Bob Speights, editor of the North East Texas Sports Gazette (a publication covering Texas high school sports) have combined their talents to offer small town newspapers affordable weekly columns to catch the eye of high school and college sports readers.

Readership is the most important factor for a newspaper. Readerships sells advertising. Advertising pays the bills. Keeping something fresh for the readers of small town publication can be a laborious task. Keeping their attention week after week can be daunting. A fact both Lee and Speights understand.

A paper that's not read is dead.......

Lee and Speights offer fresh weekly columns to newspapers. Something your readers will grow to love.

Their tandem combination will allow you to rotate their columns every other week. Giving your readers a different prospective every week and keep them looking for more.

Their trademark columns (Lee-One Fan’s Opinion and Speights-Till The Last Buzzer Sounds) can give your paper that little extra boost it needs to help keep your readers coming back.

Both journalist understand the budget constraints of a publication so they decided to offer their columns FREE for the first four weeks. This allows you time for reader feedback and to determine the impact their columns have on your readers. And they will have an impact on your readers.

If after you publish the first four columns and you elect to continue running their columns it's only $10 per week. Again they understand your budget limitations.

"Been there, done that"

Should your readers prefer one column over the other. No big deal. Lee and Speights understand that's just the newspaper business.

If you would like more information please contact Bob Speights. He can be reached at 903-576-3433. Email: TheNetGazette@yahoo.com . Aaron Lee Email: ASLee@lcclark.com.

If you would like to start the four weeks trial just send Bob an email with the paper name, address, phone number, full contact name and email address. Plus a short note asking for the trial package plus include dates for publication. Limit one trail package per publication. If possible the columnists would like a copy or tear sheet from each issue. The reply will include four columns (two each from Lee and Speights) plus mug shot jpegs. A mailing address will be included for the copy or tear sheet.

Please note: Columns sent out on Monday mornings. Columns vary in length from 300 to 500 words and will be sent attached, in a word format.

Previous columns can be found at:

Speights http://TheNetGazette.freeservers.com/column1.htm

Lee http://TheNetGazette.freeservers.com/column2.htm

Till The Last Buzzer Sounds.

Bob Speights

Editor/Publisher, The NET Sports Gazette

http://TheNetGazette.freeservers.com

The American Football Monthly

http://www.americanfootballmonthly.com/