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Thursday, December 21, 2006

Friday Night Lights?

Hardly.

”Not much can stop football in this town, where the pride runs deep.“

At the link above, should you care to, you can read a story that might make you think high-school football’s sometimes taken just a bit more seriously than perhaps it oughta be.

Posted by Patton on 12/21/06 at 05:04 PM
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