School's back in session, and even though I'm no longer in a high school, I worked a football scrimmage tonite for a buddy who is still in the Guard. He had to leave this afternoon to go to Polk to be the NCOIC of a crew-served range. I told him I'd cover his scrimmage while he goes and shoots belt-fed machine guns.
Normally, a high school scrimmage on the last Friday of August has about 20 people show up. As it was at the high school where I worked for ten years, I know the principal and the coaching staff, we work well together. As the crowd started trickling in, I was simply amazed to have over 250 fans in the stadium, not counting the band, the cheerleaders, and the dance line. Even the principal was wide-eyed. Fortunately, I had off-duty police officer parents on both sides of the stadium, and the crowd was very calm, enjoying a warm Friday evening under the stadium lights. There were no problems, but I thought it was amazing that so many folks showed up for a football scrimmage.
I am reminded why I left the high school to take a more sedate job. I don't like working football games. I'm happy enough when I get to enjoy a football game, but working one isn't enjoying it. I hope to take in a couple of Friday night games this year, and not be the fellow working the game. And of course, come deer season I should be off every weekend, beginning at 4:00 Friday afternoon.
Still, it was amazing to see the crowd at the stadium tonight. I guess that everyone is ready for some football.