Yorktown High School - Grenadier Yearbook (Arlington, VA)

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Patriot George Hubbard: O'Connel 7, Yorktown, 3. Soaked Spirit: Varsity cheerleaders, Bemetta Vaughn and Lynne Nassetta, cheer the Patriots on. Come on Charles, I'll be your Queen If you'll be my king, pleads queen nominee, Kim Mosiman, to king nominee, Charles McLauchlin, as Mr. Kurds and Mary Gibson look on. A Soggy Showing, but Pat Spirit Prevails Back in September, York- town's Student Government saw a vision: Oktoberfest and the Homecoming football game on the same night. Preparations began leisurely, mounting to the inevitable last minute rush in the days before the events: an oompah band had to be found, the German Club pulled into service, a pregame show staged, and the half time pro- cession of the Homecoming Court arranged. As deadlines approached, details began to click into place. Cool temperatures and crisp, sunny fall days promised perfect football weather. The Navy Colorguard for recon- firmed Its promise to present the Colors for the National Anthem before the game. Balloons were on the way to be released after the band and drill team would do their things at halftime and the attendants to the Home- coming King and Queen would be Introduced. Oktoberfest, too, was shaping up nicely, due to SGA's organizational skill and the German Club's unquench- able spirit. October 23, the day all con- cerned had been eagerly antic- ipating, dawned dreary and rainy. The Oktoberfest Committee was but a trifle annoyed: their Ger- man festival was to be held in- doors, and thus was safe. Most of Ihose students and faculty mem- bers concerned wllh organizing the game, however, fell prey to a rising lide of frustration. The rain 8 Homecoming Game

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The monotonous routine of school; rising at six in the morn- ing, waiting for the school bus, first period, realizing that your homework didn't get itself done last night, constant opening and shutting of lockers, math, announcements, waiting for the final bell, and then ... the WEEKEND!!!! Freedom from teachers, homework, and from fhe everyday pressure from school. The weekend is a time to re- ax, lie back, and catch your second wind just in time for Fri- day night. Friday night ... a light for carousing with your buddies in Georgetown or cramming ten of your closest friends into your parents new four-seater car and breaking ail speed records heading to- wards the football game. The morning after the night before, Saturday morning. It is a quiet time for a maximum of sleep and a minimum of noise. At exactly the same time that Saturday night begins, you have fully' recovered from the night before and are ready to roll downtown again for another rousing night on the town or out to the movies with your favorite date. Saturday night is special. It has been commented by par- ents that if students were to spend the time they use groom- ing themselves for a date on homework, their grade point averages would rise tremendously. While Saturday morning was spent in slumber, Saturday after- noon is spent crashed on the floor in front of the tube vegging out. Then you drag your body into the shower spending no time deciding whether to use the soap that opens your eyes or doesn't leave a film on your body; you grab a bar and lather up. ZING! You are awake and alive — feeling so good that you're convinced that you could conquer the world with one hand tied behind your back. Saturday night, it sends tingles down your spine, it's a chance to do something novel, let your imagination and your spirit run wild, the opportunities are end- less. These excursions make up our everyday lives. This is your chance to look at a birds eye view of the past ... the time span from September 8,1981 to June 18,1982. From us to you, this is our story.

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continued, the field got muddy. The bleachers got wet. 5:00 approached, the time that Oktoberfest was to begin, and the rain continued, abating only to a dull drizzle from time to time. Despite the foul weather, Oktoberfest managed to be a success as had been expected. At least 100 revelers appeared between five and seven p.m. ready to dance, sing, drink and generally be merry. SGA even managed to rake in about 150 dollars in profit. As for the game, well ... the Navy never showed. Could a lit- tle wet have deterred them? The band, with their delicate in- struments, opted to spend the duration of the game in the gym with the Drill Team, leaving the drumming up of pep and spirit to the slicker clad spectators freezing in the stands. Both groups emerged at the half, however, and the mid-game show proceeded oblivious to the rain. The band and jazz lab played their pieces, the drill team dazzled the devoted crowd, and the Homecoming attendants chosen the previous week filed over the muck in as regal a manner as they could manage, led by principal Steve Kurds and SGA Chairperson Mary Gibson. The balloons were sent up as scheduled, though they became entangled in the power lines, dabbing a bit of color and spirit over the York- town section. The Patriots trailed the O'Con- nell Knights throughout Ihe second half by four points; the final score was O'Connell 7, Yorktown 3. After the game, the diminished crowd splashed its way through puddles and mud out of the stadium, some dreaming of electric blankets and roaring fires, others hoping the Homecoming Dance the next night would surpass the game. Homecoming Game 9