So much news, ESPN and others provide sports round-the-clock, Meteorologist cover the weather from infancy of a storm to destruction. News is covered instantly and often…..All good, helpful….but, remember grading and tying tobacco in a hot pack house, listening to major league baseball on an AM station….poppin and cracklin’. Growing up in Bladenboro, WTSB in Lumberton provided our entertainment. I recall a time when 3rd baseman Eddie Mathews hit 3 or 4 homeruns in a game for the Milwaukee Braves, in the early 60s The Braves were my #2 favorite team, second only to the Yankees.
Remember when they were the Boston Braves? Now, the Atlanta Braves.
Sports has been a big part of my life. Never played much, a little cow pasture baseball on Sunday afternoon. Had to be careful where you stepped, after all it was home for the animals.
Fireball Roberts and Cale Yarborough, Bill Elliott and Dale Earnhardt in NASCAR. Tiny Lund, Lee Petty and Junior Johnson. So many good drivers.
6 man high school football in Bladenboro, Clarkton, White Oak, Tar Heel……
Girls basketball, where some or all the players only played half court. That was a long time ago. My guess, early to mid 50s.
Vic Davis was a big league pitcher, for a short time. He was a real hero for many, including me. He was a Bladenboro Bulldog graduate and completed his baseball career as a Bladenboro Spinner pitcher.
I enjoyed listening to WFNC, poppin’ and crackin’, for Tar Heel and Wolfpack football and basketball with Ray Reeves doing NC State play by play. Ron Shavlik and Vic Molodet for the Wolfpack and Lennie Rosenbluth for UNC. Duke football featured a former New Hanover high school quarterback that was pretty good as well, remember Sonny Jurgensen who later played with the Washington Redskins?
Sorry, just day dreamin’.
The people who say ‘you can’t’ and ‘you won’t’ are probably scared that ‘you will’.
If it weren’t for the rocks in its bed, the stream would have no song.
Carl Perkins
The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall. Ralph Waldo Emerson
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