With just under eight minutes left in the game, Furman was leading The Citadel 17-14, but it felt as if the Paladins’ control of the game was slipping away. They hadn’t scored since a field goal early in the 2nd quarter, and the Bulldogs had controlled the ball nearly the entire 2nd half to …
SPARTANBURG – Yours truly, who rails against the idiocy of superstition, was a bit shell-shocked when I walked into Gibbs Stadium.
At the 4-game mark of a football season, it’s pretty clear to most teams what they have. No season is decided after four games, but it is a big enough sample size to at least see where the season is headed.
It could be that my sympathy for the underdog began, or at the very least was cultivated, by an autumn night in Raleigh, N.C., before I was a fully functioning freshman at Furman. I was caught up in the enthusiasm of going to college, so I went to see my new school play against a big one.
I could be wrong, but after Furman’s 29-18 victory over North Carolina A&T, Clay Hendrix never once said, “We gotta get better.” I’m sure he believes it, but if he said it, I didn’t use it. He says it a lot, and he means it. Hendrix also, unsurprisingly, means what he says.
Here it comes again. Damn it. And the same people who have been two weeks from dead wrong for, oh, 18 months or so, are taking us right back down Corona Boulevard. Little did they know it was the headquarters of Delta Force.
Inexplicably, there is a road in the rolling hills of Upstate South Carolina and Georgia. Clay Hendrix has ridden it all his life. It's a straight road. A direct road. It got him where he wanted to go.
Friends, are you like me? Do you have this sensation that everything is spinning out of control? I’m talking about everything, but as sports happens to be my little bailiwick, I shall proceed there.
The late Jerry Jeff Walker, singing a ditty written by the late Steven Fromholz, referred to “trying to recover from a misspent youth, gradually giving in to knowledge.”
I love college sports, but I think many agree that the NCAA is a terrible organization. It makes around $1 billion in a non-pandemic year and yet forbids the people responsible for making that money — the athletes — from making any money themselves.
ANDERSON -- Furman football is known for its family tree. It is self-perpetuating in a line that runs from Art Baker through Dick Sheridan, Jimmy Satterfield, Bobby Johnson, Bobby Lamb and Bruce Fowler to Clay Hendrix.
Honestly, just back from the Family Dollar on a steamy morning, I wonder why I am striving to build a network of local websites when there is a prince in Katmandu aching to deposit $10 million in my bank account.