What I like about high school Texas football

I consider myself a fan of almost every sport. It’s part of the reason I dedicated myself to this profession.

Regardless of the season (basketball, baseball, hockey, football or any other sport), I’m always in tune with the action.

However, when summer comes to Texas, my sports hobby becomes an obsession. That’s when the football season extends and frankly, there’s nothing like it.

The NFL and college football are nice. Trust me, I love both of you. But that’s not what I’m referring to here. No, I’m talking Texas mainstream football – high school in your local community on Friday night.

Click on each team’s name to get an in-depth look at the players to see, what to expect this year and more.

District 13-1A Div. II

Chester yellow jackets

District 12-2A Div. II

Colmesneil Bulldogs

Pirates of Deweyville

Tigers Sabine West

Burkeville Mustang

Evadale Rebels

Hull-Daisetta Bobcats

Cardinals of the high island

Sharks Sabine Pass

Check back throughout the week as more teams join.

It’s my favorite time of year in this job. When people ask me why, I sometimes have trouble explaining how there can be so much joy in one night a week, but I will do my best.

The experience begins hours before the start. When I enter the stadium for my usual pre-match work, you can hear the band warming up and smelling what is being cooked at the concession stand. Newton’s turkey legs are my favorites for anyone wondering.

As you get closer to playing time, anticipation begins to grow. Fans enter the stadium in school colors and engage in lively conversations about which player is ready for a big game.

Sometimes I just sit and listen for a while, sucking myself into the atmosphere before I start working. This is particularly fun during the rivalry between the city of West Brook and Beaumont United. There is junk talk in the air, but everyone knows everyone.

Kevin Bacon’s six degrees? No, how about the six degrees of Beaumont football fans.

As play time approaches, the sun begins to set and things get serious. The players leave the field, leaving the tunnel with an enthusiasm only matched by the ovation in the stands.

Once the game has started, you can hear the crack of the pills in each play. Teams go back and forth, fighting for local supremacy with a passion not normally seen in college or professional sports.

The student sections come out with full force with painted faces and signals waving in the air. Songs directed to the opposite side line often make me laugh as I try to focus on the actual game.

When the break comes, it’s time for the band to shine. No school disappoints, but I always personally look forward to the Port Arthur Memorial performance. There is so much energy; so presumptuous.

In the second half, it is impossible to look away from the action. Every play can be the difference in the game. The margin of error is so small in high school that an error could determine the end result.

After all the changes, touchdowns and celebrations, only one team gets the win. Sweat, grass stains, and even blood, mark the clean, virgin T-shirts of the few hours.

Win or lose, these stains are signs of a job well done.

I always like it when the teams shake hands in the middle of the field, then I take a moment and listen while they play their school song. It almost seems like a recognition that something special has just happened.

If I could sum it all up in one word, it would be “passion”. That’s what comes out of me every Friday night.

At a time when it can be hard to get away from all the distractions and discouragement, high school football offers fans and players three hours a week something to enjoy with the people you love.

This is what makes every Friday in the fall so special.

Happy high school football season in Southeast Texas. I will be there every step of the way.