The sun is setting earlier, the wind is chillier, the rain is more consistent, and yet, I still can’t wrap my brain around the fact that we aren’t even 10 days separated from November.
Don’t get me wrong, this is my favorite time of year. Covering football feels like football season — much unlike those blistering August evenings. Walking the local farmer’s market is filled with oranges, reds, greens and yellows. Even the browns make you feel a little more warm and cozy than you’d expect. A bonfire on a Saturday night surrounded by friends and warm cider.
It’s by far my favorite time of year.
But I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that fall sports are coming to a close. The final district tournaments for football and boys soccer begin in the next 10 days. Softball and tennis are already over. Volleyball is nearing its final days.
And as I get chilled walking into the gym or when I fuss for my hand warmers out of my backpack, I find myself missing the early days of the sports season. Sweating on the sidelines, watching the sunset over a press box, it all gives me the greatest memories.
It’s hard to believe all that we’ve seen this fall too.
Hollister football defeated Reeds Spring for the first time, Carlton Epps has broken the school record for goals and continues on with an impressive season, area volleyball rivalries are as intense as ever.
As the month of October winds down and we all start looking forward to winter basketball, think back to the days of warmer weather — football on a hot September night, soccer in the rain, volleyball gyms buzzing with excitement — and keep that in mind as the cold takes over and we dread going outside in 20-degree weather.
Fall is a time for football, family, friends and fun. I’ve been lucky enough to experience all of them. I hope you have to. As basketball season nears, I hope you look forward to snow balls, scored buckets and a busy Branson Christmas season.
That’s all I’ve got for now. Reminisce with me next time you see me.
As always, let’s do this.