I remember it as if it were yesterday playing football with my teammates in the Protestant Church at the corner of Juniata. We called ourselves the Sage Street Savages and we were a force to be reckoned with. I was the captain of the team and Mary Ann was the co captain. Tina played tight end.
It was mostly an all girl team but we allowed my brother Neil to play as he supplied us with grape gum and Kool aid.
As the quarterback I was almost always was able to connect with my receiver which resulted in (too many to count) touch downs. I remember Genevieve running full throttle down the center of the playing field with all of us cheering her on. It was one of many memorable plays.
Boy what I'd give to get the gang back together for one more game!
*Footnote: This fictitious story is in retaliation for my brother (Neil's) disparaging remarks about my blog's accuracy.
Neil apparently really did belong to a team called the Sage Avenue Savages (or so he tells his children) and to hear Neil tell they were quite a team (of what) I can not say.
