The first state championship year was in the fall of 1971. If I recall correctly, Trigg County beat Glasgow on the road in the first round of the playoffs. Then, the Cats traveled to Harrodsburg for the second round. Eventually, it was on to Lexington for the state championship game vs. Lynch. That game was at old Stoll Field. As a matter of fact, when Trigg County won that game on UK’s home field, some people joked that they were the best Wildcat team to play there that year.
Now, this short column is really about community support. Let me explain. With my dad being a barber and my mom working, it was not possible for them to go to all of the playoff games that year. As a matter of fact, the only game we went to was the Harrodsburg game. It is what happened the night of the championship game vs. Lynch that I want to tell you about.
You see, I was only 11 years old at the time and I had a paper route delivering the Kentucky New Era. I would get on my old black banana-seat bike and head down Wharton Road, First, Second and Third streets and then over to Glendale Drive, Sunset Circle and Powerline Drive. The papers were always dropped off at our Third Street home around 4:30 or 5 p.m. or so. Well, with Trigg County playing in the state championship game in Lexington and them being an hour faster than us, it created a problem. I was going to miss listening to the game because it was going to come on during my route. Either I or my folks came up with an idea. We would all listen to the first half and then dad would take me around in the family car to aide in my delivering the papers. That night probably marked the first motorized paper route in the city of Cadiz.
We listened to the first half as Trigg got behind. Then at the half, we hit the road. I was getting to every house about an hour later than usual due to the situation. I will never forget that night and what happened at EVERY house. It was one of two things. Either no one was there because they were at the game or no one complained because they were all glued to the radio and understood why I was late. My route took me through halftime and on into the third quarter. The folks on my route could not have been nicer. I think ole Bee Flood’s viscous dog Tarzan was even in a better mood. They all gave me updates as Trigg came roaring back. I made it home to listen to the fourth quarter of Trigg’s miracle comeback win. The thing that struck me most, however, was that every house in Cadiz that had people in it were listening to the state championship game. I will never forget the feeling of community pride I felt in Trigg County that night. It made a lasting impact on me.
Enthusiasm Makes the Difference
Mike Wright is the former head coach of boys basketball and cross country at Trigg County High School. Emails concerning Coach’s Corner can be sent to email@example.com.