The PG Breakers (CCS/Mission Trail) scored twice in the first half on a 45-yard hook 'n' ladder by QB Moore during mid-first quarter followed in mid-2nd quarter with a 25-yard sprint through the left tackle. PG highlight coming after their first TD by successfully executing a perfect on-side kick to the right, perfect because the hop-skipping ball was hauled down by a Breaker exactly 10-yards after the kick: score PG 13-0.
Then, with less than 6 minutes left in the first half, Watsonville Wildcats (CCS/Monterey Bay-Pacific) answered PG's second TD with a 50-yard pass into the end-zone by QB Carillo, Watsonville missing the point after kick wide right. Two minutes later, Wildcats score again and convert with a 2-point run: Wildcat first half highlight being the savy, hyped-up, tightly-wired pass defensive by deep-safety Lacy who prevented one, maybe two more PG TDs: first half ends with score: Watsonville 14-13.
Half-time: Back-lit smoke billowing high into a fogless night-time sky from the bbq burger pit left of this gigantic concession stand under tall pines behind the north-east endzone. The usual cabal of elementary school kids either throwing small footballs or otherwise chasing each other through the lower grand-stand area (boys) or standing in triangles and communicating, jesticulating, and bleating (girls). Some senior guy and a Sophomore-looking girl (she obviously in very deep love and totally committed to the relationship, until he's with another gal next weekend) kissing near the fifty-yard line. (Now, why the school's adults allowed those two to massage each other's tongues down on the field while forbidding the middle-school kids from playing with real footballs on the same field during halftime is a mystery.) And of course, the ritualistic girl dance team. Interesting, the differences between the sexes: teen male athletes bashing the crap outta each other on the green grid-iron; female teens trying to work fifty different butt poses and b-o-o-b thrustings into a three minute dance routine. Mercifully, the refs blew their whistles and allowed the second half to being.
There are times when second halfs seem redundant, the night grows colder, the faces and behaviors of people in the stands start looking like it's way past bed-time, the kids are either throwing ice at each other and even the PA system announcer seems to be faking it. Yet, the second half is played.
Both teams have long beautiful TD passes called back, one for chop-blocking (probably the best rule infraction in hsfootball since face-masking and, way back, clipping) and the other TD yellow-flagged for off-sides. Highlight play of the 2nd half, PG's QB Moore manages to fake a hand-off to the left (with the Wildcat front line falling for it) then Moore fakes a hand-off to the right (which pulls Watsonville's entire line backing crew into that pile-up and with the remaining downfield defenders moving toward line of scrimmage and focused on the fake-outs, this one lone PG wide-receiver tip-toes about thirty feet behind them all as Moore lobs a perfect Ally Oop over everyone's head which the lone receiver grabs, turns and wins a 63-yard hound and rabbit chase into the endzone. PG scores again, I think it's the second TD run by Ebo. Watosonville hustling and punching out short yardage, the Wildcats trying to do a repeat of thier 2nd quarter come from behind heroics,but only manages a Field Goal as the clock runs down to end the game. Yeh, that's just the kind of action that makes coming back to Northern California after hsfootball pergatory in Northern New Mexico for 10 years and, yes, worth sitting through some second halfs filled with incomprehensible dance team gyrations and displays of Senior/Sophomoric hormones gone wild on the sidelines. (Okay, okay, I'm just jealous after my own 4-years of high school having to sit in locker rooms hearing coaches scream as they are x'ing and o'ing a chalk board while other "non-athlete" guys were out on the sidelines kissing girls!
Game ends after three Watsonville players manage to get leg cramps near the end of the 4th quarter: final score: PG 27, Watsonville 17. Muds, happy to be back in NorCal during the best 10-12-14 weekends of the year. (Hey, NorCalSportsFan, the final score of the Suttter-Palma game at the Salinas Sports Complex make it seem the game was a good one...? Oops, I mis-read the score, I mistakenly though Palma had 24, not 42. Long ride home for Sutter, but neat to see teams from the inland sections playing here on the westest parts of the west coast.)
Then, with less than 6 minutes left in the first half, Watsonville Wildcats (CCS/Monterey Bay-Pacific) answered PG's second TD with a 50-yard pass into the end-zone by QB Carillo, Watsonville missing the point after kick wide right. Two minutes later, Wildcats score again and convert with a 2-point run: Wildcat first half highlight being the savy, hyped-up, tightly-wired pass defensive by deep-safety Lacy who prevented one, maybe two more PG TDs: first half ends with score: Watsonville 14-13.
Half-time: Back-lit smoke billowing high into a fogless night-time sky from the bbq burger pit left of this gigantic concession stand under tall pines behind the north-east endzone. The usual cabal of elementary school kids either throwing small footballs or otherwise chasing each other through the lower grand-stand area (boys) or standing in triangles and communicating, jesticulating, and bleating (girls). Some senior guy and a Sophomore-looking girl (she obviously in very deep love and totally committed to the relationship, until he's with another gal next weekend) kissing near the fifty-yard line. (Now, why the school's adults allowed those two to massage each other's tongues down on the field while forbidding the middle-school kids from playing with real footballs on the same field during halftime is a mystery.) And of course, the ritualistic girl dance team. Interesting, the differences between the sexes: teen male athletes bashing the crap outta each other on the green grid-iron; female teens trying to work fifty different butt poses and b-o-o-b thrustings into a three minute dance routine. Mercifully, the refs blew their whistles and allowed the second half to being.
There are times when second halfs seem redundant, the night grows colder, the faces and behaviors of people in the stands start looking like it's way past bed-time, the kids are either throwing ice at each other and even the PA system announcer seems to be faking it. Yet, the second half is played.
Both teams have long beautiful TD passes called back, one for chop-blocking (probably the best rule infraction in hsfootball since face-masking and, way back, clipping) and the other TD yellow-flagged for off-sides. Highlight play of the 2nd half, PG's QB Moore manages to fake a hand-off to the left (with the Wildcat front line falling for it) then Moore fakes a hand-off to the right (which pulls Watsonville's entire line backing crew into that pile-up and with the remaining downfield defenders moving toward line of scrimmage and focused on the fake-outs, this one lone PG wide-receiver tip-toes about thirty feet behind them all as Moore lobs a perfect Ally Oop over everyone's head which the lone receiver grabs, turns and wins a 63-yard hound and rabbit chase into the endzone. PG scores again, I think it's the second TD run by Ebo. Watosonville hustling and punching out short yardage, the Wildcats trying to do a repeat of thier 2nd quarter come from behind heroics,but only manages a Field Goal as the clock runs down to end the game. Yeh, that's just the kind of action that makes coming back to Northern California after hsfootball pergatory in Northern New Mexico for 10 years and, yes, worth sitting through some second halfs filled with incomprehensible dance team gyrations and displays of Senior/Sophomoric hormones gone wild on the sidelines. (Okay, okay, I'm just jealous after my own 4-years of high school having to sit in locker rooms hearing coaches scream as they are x'ing and o'ing a chalk board while other "non-athlete" guys were out on the sidelines kissing girls!
Game ends after three Watsonville players manage to get leg cramps near the end of the 4th quarter: final score: PG 27, Watsonville 17. Muds, happy to be back in NorCal during the best 10-12-14 weekends of the year. (Hey, NorCalSportsFan, the final score of the Suttter-Palma game at the Salinas Sports Complex make it seem the game was a good one...? Oops, I mis-read the score, I mistakenly though Palma had 24, not 42. Long ride home for Sutter, but neat to see teams from the inland sections playing here on the westest parts of the west coast.)
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