This is rivalry week at Tiny Town High. Our rivalry is the oldest high school football rivalry west of the Mississippi. We've been playing each other since 1892. Whew!
Our schools are only 12 miles apart. These days, cameras and police patrols nip a lot of foolishness in the bud.
That's not a bad thing.
Between outhouses and pianos going back and forth, goal posts getting pulled down, diesel fueled football fields, and lots of spray paint--we've seen our share of orneriness in years gone by. (The dead cow that ended up in the rival school's parking lot kind of put the whammy on "fun." The police were not amused.) I had a classroom window get shot with a BB gun one year.
Yeah, it was time for the craziness to stop.
As the coach I live with liked to say, "Let's keep the rivalry on the field, boys."
Besides the big game, there is also a Penny Wars competition between schools. This year we are taking donations for a rival school student with cancer. It isn't unusual for the opposing school to win with the biggest donation for the rival school's student. Hopefully, the student is always the winner in the whole thing. (The year of the tornado, the penny wars went to benefit our school.)
Once upon a time, this might have been the week when another teacher and I ended up dyeing out hair blonde because Tiny Town High won by such a large margin. That's a story for another day. And it isn't a pretty one!
It's a fun week for two rival schools. We have a lot of history.