These Four Years

The football game is over. And with this loss, so is the season. The sun is setting behind the stadium. The spectators are mostly gone. The players and cheer leaders stand on the field holding hands while the band plays Loyal Forever one last time.

So this is it.

Four years of Texas high school football. Four years of marching band. Four years of hot rehearsals in the parking lot. Four years of late Friday nights and performances far away and competitions at obscene times of day. Four years of silly cheers and cadences and pep songs from the stands. Four years of golden brass flashing in the lights and kids in maroon uniforms marching on the field. Four years that passed in the blink of an eye.

They were good years. There won't be another four like them.

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