Wilson Hall - Idylls Yearbook (Sumter, SC)

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Burnint Barons The scoreboard read Thomas Sumter - ZTWilson Hall - 0 with only fifteen seconds left in the game. As fans lined up along the fence, Tripp Lee called the play in the huddle. The Baron linemen fired off the ball on the snap and provided Don Blanding with the blocking he needed to hurdle a lone General and land in the end zone. As Baron hands went into the air symboliz- . ing touchdown, the yellow flag came , L Dan Reynolds, an V 5 down and nullified the score. Penalties mm Generalquarterback. had hurt the Barons the entire game, i but this one lit a fire in the playerst hearts that could not be extinguished. Two plays later, with only seven seconds left on the clock, the tenacious Barons awaited anxiously for the snap- ping of the ball. The stage was set and heroes were shortly to be decided. Time ran out as Tripp Lee unleashed the miraculous throw to Tripp Waynick, giving the Barons six points and a victory. The spirit shown in this game by the players and fans dominated the J.V. and seventh and eighth grade football teams and ex- emplified the true meaning of being a Baron. ,1; i 1, wwrwwhmwwwwg JV Football Team Front Row: Morgan Watt, Bart Shaw, Chris Stevenson, Frank Moses, Austin Palmer, Taylor Davis, Randor Dudley; Second Row: Erran Smith, Robbe Hedstrom, Dan Reynolds, Jodie Yates, Bubba Johnston, Wayne Elmore, Brent Hiott, Tripp Waynick, Tripp Lee, Bill Lenz. Shay Spencer; Back Row: Coach Mc- Cord, Bill Wingate, Craig Shipman, Chris Jeffcoat, Don Blending, Frank Marsh. J.Vi Football v 97

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Wilson Hal! Hammond 6 Wilson Hall Wade Hampton 20 Wilson Hall TSA 2 Wflson Hall Robert E Lee 0 Wilson Hat! Roy Hudgens 0 Wiison Hal! wuangton 0 Wilson Half TSA 12 The ultimate high, beating TSA, is ap- parent on Robbe Hedstrom,s face. 4.? As the blocks are made, Tripp Lee pitches the ball Coach McCord and Coach Marsh always keep a watchful eye on their Barons Racing downfield, Don Blanding looks back for the pass. 96 JV. Football

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Ode to a Lineman Iwatched the snap of the football the one who took beatings so a and saw the line surge. I studied the teammate could get the credit. I centerts raw knuckles, the cuts on the may be biased, but linemen, Itthank guards, and the mud stains on the yoqu you were the real heroes of weary tackles. I felt the pain as I football. watched a defensive man hit a lineman late and no flag was thrown. And for what? As I looked at the local paper, the article told of dazzling running backs, but what about the line who made the holes? I saw a picture of an end catching a TD pass, but what about his pass blockers? If ever there was a more courageous man, It was 11':th Deffelzubplrlepares to spring to lie During ple-gune wann-upo, the Varsl on t e snap o t e a ' line fills with intensity before the snap. Vanity linemen fight hard to ke their quarterback protected In t pocket. my! 9 As kc bamoes right, the line X I ,- .makes hisjo ittIe I tier. I I'M '4. QW tin tr, 98e Lineman V I