Friday Nights give us the kind of feeling you get on Christmas morning when you’re a kid. The anticipation builds throughout the week; finding out the theme for the week, practicing to get the plays just right, and then screaming our hearts out to win the spirit stick at the pep-rally. Everyone departs from school to go get ready for the game, while the football team stays here to mentally prepare for the war that will take place at 7:00. From the time everyone leaves school till the time our extraordinary band plays the National Anthem there’s something that starts bellowing inside every student at Walker. We’re about to play Viking Football, which to us here in the south is the best thing about fall. The cheerleaders start making their way to the inzone to start the spirit line, fans poor out of the stands to line up to welcome our football team to the battle, and trainers start praying for no injury’s throughout the game. It’s now time for kickoff, helmets go up and the sound of GO VIKES is in the air. The student section is so loud you can hear them throughout town all through the game. Momma’s and Daddy’s cheer for their sons and Girlfriends watch in awe of their boyfriends playing on the field. Our football team has lead us to another Viking Victory, they shake hands with the other team and the student section rushes to the field for the alma mater and the crunk circle. It’s just a small town Friday night football game to some people, but to us its life.
By: Morgan Dodd