On the Road and in the TV

(Monte Dutton photos)

(Monte Dutton photos)

Complete Supply of Ink and Toner Cartridges

Complete Supply of Ink and Toner Cartridges

Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, October 9, 2016, 10:19 a.m.

By Monte Dutton

By Monte Dutton

Clinton High School scored 45 points on Thursday night. Laurens District High School put up 48 on Friday night. Both are 3-4 and rising, or so it seems now, because a winning team always looks better after winning than vice-versa. Everyone overreacts every week, but erring on the side of optimism is less stressful.

This was the first time both of Laurens County’s public schools won on the same week. Due to the accident of weather, I was able to write about both games – Clinton over Mid-Carolina, 45-7, and Laurens over Wade Hampton, 48-28 – without ever being more than drizzled upon.

Herewith, Clinton, story and video.

Herewith, Laurens, story.

Herewith, Laurens, video.

En route to these stories and videos, I made some other observations along the way:

A team lined up for first-and-goal at the one. On the ensuing play, a penalty was called on the opposing team. That made it first-and-goal at the three. If that ruling was right, then the rule was wrong.

T'is a blur.

‘Tis a blur.

A visit as far away as Wade Hampton High School requires one to file a story from near the site in order to meet the newspaper deadline. My first duty upon arriving was to discern the location of the nearest McDonald’s because it is open until midnight and its wi-fi reliable. One was located on Wade Hampton Boulevard at the foot of a hill where perched the high school. I went inside to make sure that, even though the weekend’s first rains were approaching, it would follow regular working hours. Several kids were having milk shakes, sundaes and the like. I correctly surmised that they were on the cross country team. (“Do you ever, like, write about cross country?”) Later on, in the press box, I discovered that one was also in the chorus.

In a few years, I may be an expert on the location of all Upstate McDonald’ses. Perhaps I will write a song to the tune of “King of the Road”: I know every McDonald’s in every town / All of those children / Hangin’ around / Every item on the dollar menu / All located near the high school venue.

Hey, everybody sing!

Why must a chorus, there to sing the national anthem, wear its rather formal outfits – tasteful, I concede – while performing the song from the press box? I liked it, but I was in the press box, where people do not normally dress for my benefit. In the grandstand below, people were facing the Stars and Stripes, as well they should.

I was quartered, along with a similarly free-lancing friend, in a room with a view through windows that were prone to fog. My friend told me briefly about what Donald Trump had said. I dismissed it, figuring that what Trump had said probably wasn’t much different from what he says or tweets every day. I’ve heard “oh, this time Trump really went and did it” many times. I had grown inured to his pomposity. When I got home from Wade Hampton (Greenville), sleepless and watching TV with a mug of coffee that was counterproductive, the news channels were steaming along like locomotives.

This would have been a happy weekend had I not watched the Furman and Presbyterian games on my laptop Saturday. The Boston Red Sox also lost, on Thursday and Friday, while I was watching high school games. Because I was occupied, it didn’t hurt as badly.

The stock car race was supposed to have been last night, but mean old Matthew took care of that, and now I’m getting ready to watch the Bank of America 500, which is to take the green flag at 12:05 p.m. on Sunday, as God (literally) intended. Strangely, an undercard is afterward. Rain also washed an Xfinity race away until, uh, late this afternoon, after the Masters of the Universe compete.

I haven’t really caught up, but it’s my suspicion that National (“buh-buh-buh-BUH!”) Football is in the offing today, not to mention, Major Baseball, and, apparently, a presidential debate. I doubt I’ll spend much time today checking to see if a good movie’s on, or what’s up with the weather. If Matthew circles back around, I’ll never see him coming.


(Jennifer Skutelsky cover design)

(Jennifer Skutelsky cover design)

Stop by L&L Office Supply, 114 North Broad Street, Clinton and buy one of my novels. Buy Forgive Us Our Trespasses, Crazy of Natural Causes, The Intangibles, and/or a volume of my short stories, Longer Songs.

(Cover design by Jennifer Skutelsky)

(Cover design by Jennifer Skutelsky)

Kindle versions – you don’t have to have a Kindle, just a free app for your electronic devices – of most of my books are available here. Links to print copies are below.

Forgive Us Our Trespasses is the latest. It’s a tale about a crooked politician who wants to be governor, whatever it takes, and another man trying to stop him. It’s outrageous.(Melanie Ryon cover design)

Crazy of Natural Causes is about the fall and rise of Chance Benford, a Kentucky football coach who reinvents himself. It’s original.

The Intangibles is about the South in the 1960s, complete with racial strife, bigotry, resentment, cultural exchange and, of course, high school football.

(Crystal Lynn cover photo)

(Crystal Lynn cover photo)

The Audacity of Dope is the tale of Riley Mansfield, a pot-smoking songwriter turned national hero with a taste for the former and a distaste for the latter.

Longer Songs is a collection of 11 short stories that all began in songs I wrote.

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About Monte

For 20 seasons, I mostly wrote about NASCAR. I'm still paying attention, but I'm spending more of my time these days writing novels and songs. I try to blog regularly on whatever happens to strike my fancy.
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2 Responses to On the Road and in the TV

  1. Tim Murphy says:

    How bout them RED SOX

  2. Monte says:

    It was fun while it lasted.

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