A Sunday in South Florida with Cal Ripken Jr.

Five days had passed since the Major League Baseball All-Star Game in Seattle. It was there that Cal Ripken Jr. hit his home run off Chan Ho-Park in what would be his final All-Star Game and would earn the game Most Valuable Player honors in a 4-1 victory.

The first series after that game for the Baltimore Orioles after the break was to Atlanta's Turner Field for a strange Thursday-Saturday series with the Atlanta Braves, then it was off to Miami's Pro Player Stadium to face the Florida Marlins in a Sunday-Tuesday series.

It was an interleague series, so rarely did the Orioles find themselves ever playing there, and this would be the last trip for Ripken since he had already announced the 2001 season was his last season.

Being Key West Citizen sports editor, I carried a fair amount of clout. And I had known Ripken's first roommate in the minors was a pitcher named Brooks Carey. Many may not know that name, but in Key West where Carey is from and did coach the Key West High baseball team for three seasons and coached them to a state title in 1998, he was revered.

So the day before I made the trip to Miami for the game on this particular Sunday, I had written a column talking to Carey about his time as a teammate of Ripken's in rookie ball in Bluefield, W. Va. If you've never heard of the town, it's mentioned in the Stylistics' 1973 hit "Rockin' Roll Baby" as well as the home of famed mathematician John Nash of "A Beautiful Mind" fame.

Turns out Ripken knew quite a bit about pitching and he and Carey, he told me, would talk about pitching. But this is where he first got to meet him as a teammate in the Orioles' minor league organization. Carey told me he would be at Pro Player Stadium for the opening Sunday game of the three-game set. So I brought a copy of the paper with me as I made my way up Sunday morning through the Florida Keys on the Overseas Highway and onto Florida's Turnpike in Florida City until reaching Miami Gardens and where the Marlins play.

The trip took three and a half hours to make, but I got to my destination at 11:45 a.m. on this Sunday morning. I found my way to my press box seat for the game -- the first time I ever covered anything at this stadium. But before I could relax and then have lunch before the game, I sought out Bill Stetka, the director of public relations with the Orioles. After I found him on the field, I introduced myself to him and handed him a copy of the column I wrote on Ripken and Carey in my paper that day. Then he leans in and tells me something I really didn't know.

"Our trainer, Richie Bancells, is also from Key West."

"Oh? Is he nearby?"

Suddenly, Stetka is walking me over to the Orioles dugout where Bancells is all by his lonesome watching batting practice. Stetka introduces each other and for the next 10 minutes, me and my mini-tape recorder are listening to everything Bancells is telling me. He's a Key West guy through and through -- went to Mary Immaculate High School, where he graduated in 1973. Was with the Orioles organization since right out of college in 1977 and became the head trainer of the Orioles in 1984 (a position he held until retiring in 2017).

I would get a later feature story on him for the paper. And Ripken would later say it was Bancells who helped to keep him healthy during the streak of 2,632 straight games.

I had that interview in the can, ate lunch and was at my press box seat. Many Orioles teammates of the past like Terry Crowley and Eddie Murray, now Orioles coaches at that time, along with former Orioles manager Earl Weaver and the legendary Andre Dawson (a South Florida native) were part of a 20-minute ceremony that saw Marlins general manager Dave Dombrowski give Ripken a plaque featuring the 1967 Miami Marlins team that Ripken's feather, Cal Sr., managed. Ripken Jr. took a look at the plaque and the solo picture of his father for which Ripken looked at the spitting image of him and said, "I guess I do look like my father." He thanked the Marlins' organization and the fans since Miami was an Orioles affiliate long before becoming an MLB franchise in 1993.

As for the game, the Marlins won, 7-1, over the Orioles. Past and future World Series champions Charles Johnson, Kevin Millar and Mike Lowell all hit home runs for the Marlins. For the Orioles, it was Ripken, fresh off a two-home run game the night before in Atlanta, who drove in the team's only run with a groundout that scored Chris Richard.

I obviously wanted to get interviews with plenty of people. After the game, the Orioles held a presser just for Ripken. I honestly can't remember how I phrased it, but I told him his first minor league teammate, Carey, was at the game today and if he had seen him, which he had not. Side story: In 1998, Ripken came to Key West with Bancells as part of a charity event to help a friend of Carey's, while Carey was Key West's head baseball coach.

I left the press conference and I came upon one of Ripken's agents/handlers. Apparently, this man knew who I was when I mentioned my name and said, "Oh, yeah, Cal was reading that story you did on him (and Carey) when I saw him before the game."

I already had a small history with Ripken after exchanging stories with him at the 1996 MLB All-Star Game in Philadelphia. To this day, he's still one of the best human beings I have ever interviewed.

Eventually, I left from there to go to the other side and wrapped my way into the Marlins' clubhouse and into interim manager Tony Perez's office. He was conducting the postgame press conference. In 1983 when Ripken's Orioles won the World Series, Perez was playing for the Philadelphia Phillies. I asked him the big difference between that Cal Ripken Jr. and the one he saw play on this particular day.

"He's got no hair," Perez said, then started to laugh. "He's bald now. It was a long time ago (since he saw him). But it was nice to see him."

After he had ended his press conference, I looked for star players who played the infield and may have been inspired by Ripken. I hit the jackpot with Lowell, who grew up in Puerto Rico and idolized Ripken as a child.

"When I was in high school, my mom said, 'If you're going to play like anyone, I wish you would play like Cal Ripken," he said to me. "She said that because he's tal and he's gifted with this good, raw speed and he's basically used good balance to maximize his talent to allow him to go this far."

He continued on. "To play 16 years without a day off is ridiculous. That's a record that will never be broken. I played every day for two years in the minor leagues and I felt like I played 14 years in a row right there."

I exited the Marlins' clubhouse, went back upstairs to the press box, grabbed my stuff and headed out of the Pro Player Stadium to the closest Kinko's to write and send my story to my assistant and layout guy, Matt, back at the Citizen, and then make the 3 1/2-hour journey back to Key West, arriving back at my apartment on Duck Avenue just after 9 p.m.

But I also think back to one quote Ripken gave about the fans during his final season at his press conference after the game.

"I just really want to say thanks," he started. "I wish I could keep it to a couple of words and say, 'Thank you,' and make people understand how much I appreciate it. Being in a position to look back in the stands and see all the faces and some of them are sad and some are happy, you look at each one and just want to say, 'Thank you.'"

No. Thank YOU, Cal.

Lacey's courage against the mighty Point Boro Panthers

The 1989 version of the Point Pleasant Boro High School girls soccer team had just about it all.

The Panthers were a senior-dominated team, led by stopper Karen Anderson, goalie Jennifer MacIver, as well as defender Andrea Mucho and backups Alaine Kamin and Jen Apito. But the talent was from a dominant underclassmen group that included sophomore Wendi Pearce, junior center-midfielder Jennifer Shutt, junior defender Charisse Hopkins and junior forward Kim Yankowski, who set the county record for goals in a season with 48 and had 16 assists as well.

This Panthers team was 18-0 and had outscored its opponents by a mind-blowing 117-3. Now mind you, the Panthers were in a horribly weak Class C Conference and at times so dominant, they didn't even play tyhhe full 80 minutes.

This team, like the 16-0-2 team of 1987 that won the Shore Conference Tournament, was ear-marked for history. These Panthers just couldn't lose. They were dominant without question.

And on the night of Monday, June 5, 1989, the Panthers, the top seed of this year's tournament, was set up with a semifinal matchup against the Lacey Lions, the fourth seed.

In 1987, these Lions were the only team at the Shore that could "figure out" the unbeaten Panthers, finishing in a pair of ties against them. But that year, the Lions lost to Wall in the SCT semifinal round and it was Wall which lost to Point Boro for the title. In 1988, Lacey was in a transitional year and lost in the opening round of the tournament, while a one-loss Boro team was being shocked on its home field in the SCT semifinals by Toms River North.

Now finally, the Lions and Panthers were going to meet on the same field for the first time in two years on Boro's soccer field. And the Lions were a hot team -- coach Paul Groben's team had won 16 straight matches going into this semifinal with a record of 17-2-1. They had a dynamic duo up front in junior Jen Grike and sophomore Sara Patiro. They had senior midfielder Casey Musselman and they also had a strong defense dictated by senior twins Dawn and Denise Dickten. Dawn was the sweeper in front of her goalie sister.

Lacey definitely had a chance, but the Lions needed to land some quick jabs and important punches if they were to knock out the mighty Panthers.

I arrived at Boro's field and it was a packed stadium that night. Boro's fans knew if they got through this one, they could win it all. What they didn't expext was Lacey's fans having the same exact thought.

The first thing I noticed was sophomore defender Sheri Sheridan drawing the toughest assignment: She had to cover Yankowski one on one, following after her like she was Mary's little lamb. Everywhere Yankowski went, so, too, went Sheridan. And no, at times it wasn't pretty, but Sheridan did her best to shadow the Shore's best player for 80 minutes.

But the thing was that Point Boro had the action mostly in Lacey's part of the field. So in that regard, it was inevitable that the Panthers were going to get on the board. But that was a gamble Groben and assistant coach Tom Hamilton were going to take. You don't give yourself a chance to win unless you have your defense on top of things.

Boro had numerous chances, but Lacey's defense with Dawn Dickten being a part of almost everything on defense kept the Panthers off the scoreboard.

Amd after two 20-minute quarters, it was a scoreless tie. I count up my shots at halftime. Boro has 13. Lacey has one. How long is Lacey going to hold the fort down for? It was inevitable that the Panthers were going to score.

The second half began and Sheridan kept on Yankowski, while freshman Niki Kosloski and sophomore Karyn Krause were sticking close to Shutt. Shutt had 16 goals and 17 assists going into this game, but Groben noticed something that only an eagle-eyed soccer purist noticed.

"When we noticed Shutt was not playing all that well out there, we took the double-team off of her and freed Niki up to play offense," he said afterward.

Good call. From her midfield position, Kosloski was able to bring the ball past the midway point of the field. She saw Boro coming three players strong defensively, so the plan from Groben was when they could get out on a break, start Grike and Patiro in between the three defenders -- in other words, run through the two pathways the three defenders allowed the Lions to have.

Kosloski sent a through-ball in toward Grike, who came in on MacIver, who must have been shocked by what she was seeing. MacIver stopped the blast from about 10 yards out, but could not retrieve the ball. Patiro came in and beat MacIver to the ball, poking her right-footed shot past MacIver.

Suddenly, it was a much different game with the Lions leading 1-0, with about 30 minutes left.

For that next 30 minutes, the Panthers dominated down at Lacey's end, but could never really get a good enough shot at Denise Dickten. The third quarter ended and for Lacey, the plan was 20 more minutes of survival.

With Lacey playing a man-to-man defense, the Panthers were frustrated. They got shots, but not good enough. And tine was ticking away on them down a goal.

Ten minutes turned into five minutes, then four, then three. And Boro had its last great chance in that next minute. Somehow, it was Kamin who got loose and had a one on one with Denise Dickten. How did the Lions mess this one up? It was about to become 1-1.

Except it didn't. The aggressive Denise Dickten jumped on the shot opportunity and made the point-blank save of Kamin with 2:26 to go.

In the end, Denise Dickten made 12 saves. And the Panthers outshot the Lions by a ridiculous 21-4 margin, But as the final whistle blew, Lacey players jumped up and down, about to celebrate the biggest victory in program history.

Boro fans were stunned, some strong enough to give the Panthers players a warm round of applause even though they weren't the ones moving on to the final.

The first player I saw on the Boro side after the congratulatory handshakes was Kerry Hoffmaster, a longtime senior defender. The only person in the world that mattered to her was her dad Jim, a longtime wrestling assistant coach at Boro. She just completely fell apart in his arms, sobbing like the world just came to an end.

Well, no it didn't. Just her career.

I found Groben, who praised his players for staying strong the entire time, even though they were dominated by a Panthers team that did everything but put the ball in the back of the net.

"It was really hard to keep up with (Yankowski)," Sheridan said afterward. "But that's what kept me go ing. When we scored, everything was awesome. I just wanted to give 100%. They were tough, but they didn't play any tough teams on their schedule. We did."

She wasn't wrong. But Dawn Dickten admitted one thing.

"When Yankowski came down on some of those breakaways, I was praying for a Hail Mary somewhere," she said.

Lacey's players and coaches left more than pleased. Five days later, the Lions derfeated third-seeded Middletown North, 5-2, for their first-ever SCT title under Groben.

As for Panthers coach Bob Kulessa, it was obvious what went wrong.

"We didn't put the ball in the net," he started. "But you have to give them credit. I was proud of the way we played."

A year later and with a brand new weapon -- freshman forward Christie Pearce -- the Panthers exacted revenge on everyone by going 20-0 and outscoring their opponents, 190-5, beating Wall in the SCT title game, 3-1.

Five years later, another Lacey team went unbeaten behind star playrs Dana Jurczyk and Corey Musselman and won its second SCT championship.

But when I look back at the coaching career of the late Paul Groben, I am always reminded of that night when his Lions slayed the beast known as Point Pleasant Boro, 1-0.

These Lions absolutely had courage.

Getting off the ground and getting a historic victory

No team in Ocean County softball was more dominant in the 1989 season than Toms River East.

The Raiders had blown through their schedule with an all-star cast of players that included veterans Kathy Hawtin, Kathy Higley, Jennifer Brown, Cristy Iorio and pitcher Kim Tompkins. Then came the icing on the cake when junior third baseman Michelle Carlson joined the Raiders from Central Regional after the family had moved from Bayville to Toms River.

Trust me, she wanted to be at Central, but now she was an East Raider. With her presence, the Raiders almost felt unstoppable. The Raiders were 23-2 with the only hiccups on the season being a regular-season loss at Southern Regional in Class A South play, and a 2-0 loss to Washington Township in the NJSIAA South Jersey Group IV semifinals, a loss that center fielder Jeannine Zarrillo STILL beats herself up over since she made a costly error that allowed the runs to score.

But while East had been the top team in the county under coach Debbie Dietrich and assistant Diane Morrissey, the team that shadowed East throughout was cross-town rival Toms River South, coached by the venerable Jim Christiano and assisted by Vinnie Iacullo. The Indians were 18-6 ... but three of their losses were to Toms River East, including a gut-wrenching loss in the bottom of the seventh in the NJSIAA  SJ IV quarterfinal round for which East rallied to win the game, 7-6.

South had a talented team that included senior catcher Emily Dupignac, senior center fielder Andrea Powitz and a ton of underclassmen who would be the future of the program for the next couple of years: sophomore second baseman Marti Seaman, freshman third baseman Renae Avalone and sophomore lefthanded hurler Jodi Solana, who was quickly establishing herself as the best pitcher in the county.

But Solana was yet to beat Tompkins, who was 23-2 like her team and a steadying force on the mound. She didn't have the movement or speed Solana had, but she had accuracy and she had a team behind her that made plays. Let's just say that.

It was inevitable these two teams would face one another in the county championship on Thursday, June 1, 1989, at Lakewood High School on a field more condusive to beer-league softball (over 300 feet to the outfield) than girls high school softball.

It was a warm night and I was sitting on my new perch on top of the Lakewood High softball equipment storage unit next to the home team dugout. Both teams exchanged lineups, I announced lineups for the finale and awayt we went.

This was also a contentious night for the East faithful. Until 1989, the Raiders had never won a state tournament softball game, but that changed after coming from behind to beat South. And East had never won a tournament title in its 10-year existence as a program.

Seriously. Never happened before. And East was favored to win this. The Raiders were here one other time as a favorite -- they stumbled their way to a 7-5 loss to last-seeded Lacey at Winding River Park in 1987. So in that regard, the heat was on.

Though Solana walked, she was left stranded in the top of the first. Then East pounced on Solana in the bottom of the first inning. Carlson singled. Sally Ballantyne, another Raider senior, beat out a bunt single that South wasn't prepared for. And Iorio's grounder was botched by shortstop Ellen Truskowski, allowing Carlson to score the first run of the game. With runners now on second and third, Brown lofted a sacrifice fly to right fielder Magali Lopez to make it 2-0.

That brought up Hawtin, who had not hit well in the previous two OCT games. As a natter of fact, she was 1-for-7 going into the tournament final. But with her bat, she could break out at any time. On a 2-1 pitch, Solana gave Hawtin a pitch she couldn't resist.

Next thing you know, Powitz is chasing the ball over her head in center field. Iorio scored easily and the race was on to see if Hawtin would circle the bases. By the time, Powitz caught up to the ball, Hawtin was near third base and a miraculous throw by Seaman on the cutoff was not going to happen.

An inside-the-park home run. It was 4-0 East.

Tompkins ran into trouble in the second on a couple of walks and a Lopez grounder back to Tompkins allowed Avalone to score to make it 4-1.

But East was on the prowl again in the bottom of the second. Zarrillo walked with one out and Carlson doubled her to third. After a strikeout by Ballantyne, Iorio beat out an infield single and when Seaman threw the ball away at first, Carlson followed Zarrillo to the plate to make it 6-1.

South, meanwhile, had a threat in the top of the fourth inning. The Indians needed to get back into this game and loaded the bases with one out, but cool as the other side of the pillow, Tompkins got No. 9 hitter Phyllis Mahon to pop out and Powitz to hit a comebacker to Tompkins to keep it 6-1.

This demoralized South without question. And it was going to get worse in the bottom of the fourth. Zarrillo walked to lead off, got sacrificed by Carlson to second and moved to third on a single by Ballantyne. Iorio grounded out to Truskowski, her only play was to first base, to bring in Zarrillo and make it 7-1.

Then Brown reminded people why East was really, really, really good that season. On a 2-1 pitch, she rocked a triple to the left-center field gap to score Ballantyne and it was 8-1.

South put runners on second and third with two outs in the fifth inning, but Tompkins induced Seaman into another comebacker to end the inning.

It was 8-1 and East needed six more outs to secure that elusive OCT championship as daylight had switched over to nighttime. But why write this story unless there's a twist to it. And South was about to deliver one in the top of the sixth inning down seven.

Erin Morsch started the sixth with a single and Lopez walked. Nice start, but you're still down seven runs.

New left fielder Tonya Coppola struck out for the first out. But the top of the lineup was back again. Powitz fouled out to right fielder Higley for the second out, but on the play, both runners tagged up. Higley threw to third to try and get Morsch, but her throw skipped past Carlson for an error to allow Morsch to score. With Lopez coming into third, Carlson's throw was off the mark for yet another error, easily allowing Lopez to score to make it 8-3.

OK, that should be all the damage, right?

Think again.

Solana used her speed to beat out an infield hit, bringing up Dupignac. It was 1-0 when Tompkins delivered her pitch in the strike zone. Dupignac made contact. The last thing I remember was watching Tompkins put her glove up to her face to protect herself from a line drive that could have broken body parts. Everyone was safe and timeout was called as Dietrich, Morrissey and her teammates came to Tompkins, who was on the ground.

The East senior was the only pitch the Raiders had other than Carlson, but she threw as many innings that season as I did, and I didn't raise my hand in hopes of participating. You can almost hear a pin drop as all the attention was now in that East circle as a dazed Tonpkins was finally recovering from what happened -- or almost sadly happened if she had not protected herself.

It was faint, but you can almost hear Carlson tell Tompkins, "Get up because if you can't pitch, I have to pitch." Somewhere in there, Tompkins cracked a smile. This team seemed to know when to pick each other up when it was needed.

Tompkins got up to a loud ovation from both sides. She threw some pitches and she was fine.

South, however, wasn't done picking on East's ace. On an 0-2 pitch, Truskowski, who grew up a soccer player, leveled a triple to the right-center field gap to score both Solana and Dupignac and it was 8-5. Avalone singled in Truskowski to cut the lead to 8-6. Then Seaman singled and Morsch walked and the bases were loaded.

How could this change so quickly? A base hit and we're tied ... in one inning! But Lopez hit a flyball to right field that Hawtin eased over toward the line to make the catch and keep it at 8-6 with three outs to go.

But like the fifth inning, East went quietly in the sixth. Now the Raiders had to hold it down for that first-ever tournament title in program history.

However, Coppola walked to begin the seventh and bring the top of the South order up again. Powitz, who had an 0-for-5 night, hit a comebacker to Tompkins, who threw to Brown for the first out as Coppola moved to second base. Solana singled to center and Zarrillo kept Coppola from scoring, but as the ball went into Hawtin, Solana wisely moved up to second base.

The tying run was at second base and it was now up to Dupignac again. She hit a flyball to Zarrillo, who made the catch, but Christiano put the stop sign up on the not-so-fast Coppola to keep runners on second and third.

The game now was left in the hands of Truskowski. On a 1-1 pitch, Truskowski made contact and got the ball just out of the reach of Iorio's glove hand into center field. Coppola scored and Christiano was not hesitating in sending home Solana to tie the game at 8-8.

What seemed assured almost an hour earlier had turned into a 50-50 contest. East got out of the inning. Because they were the top seed, now the Raiders had a chance to get the run to win the 1989 OCT championship. But South was confident and Solana, who had six strikeouts, was getting stronger as the game played on.

The Raiders needed a good start. That started with Hawtin. She worked the count to 3-2 against Solana before drawing a walk. Christine Grice popped out to Seaman for the first out. Then Dietrich made the call of the game: She had Hawtin steal second against her catching opposite number Dupignac. Hawtin slid in with the steal of second base.

Higley singled to left field, but Hawtin got held up at third base, putting runners on the corners. Well any force of Higley got wiped out when she took second base.

Left-handed hitting Cheryl Stump was the batter. Another of some talented East seniors, Stump had big hits in wins that week already against Middletown South and Lacey in the Shore Conference Tournament. Now she had a chance to be a hero ... again.

Stump worked the count to 3-2. On the next pitch, she made contact. It was a high chopper to a fairly tall Seaman at second base. Seaman had to adjust to the bounce, but got it and threw to home to try and nail Hawtin.

She didn't. Hawtin slid into home plate safely and East players came out of their side of the field to mob Hawtin as the Raiders had escaped with a 9-8 win over a South team that kept getting closer and closer to beating the Raiders, but just couldn't pull it off.

Tournament director and Lakewood High softball coach Dave McKelvey had set up with the plaques and trophies to be handed out. This was the first year that awards were going to top fielder, top hitter, the OCT Most Valuable Pitcher and the Most Valuable Player, I had the first three awards figured out. The only award I didn't have was the Most Valuable Player.

So before I went on the PA to announce the award winners and give out the first- and second-place trophies, I called over coach Dietrich (now Debbie Schwartz) and asked her who she thought was the MVP. She told me ... we went forward.

After Tompkins was announced as the Most Valuable Pitcher -- an honor she deserved considering an hour earlier, there was concern of her continuing in the circle or not after the Dupignac line drive. Then I said this.

"Finally, the Most Valuable Player of the 1989 OCT. At the plate, she was only 2-for-9 in the tournament, but it was her home run in the four-run first inning who set the tone and it was her steal of second in the seventh inning that allowed her to eventually come home with the winning run. The Most Valuable Player for the OCT is No. 36, Kathy Hawtin!"

She grabbed the award from McKelvey and her teammates once again mobbed her. I finally got down from my perch and interviewed Christiano, Hawtin and Dietrich, who was more than happy to get that first championship for the program.

But that wasn't the finish for East. While South's season came to an end, East would go on to throttle Wall Township in the SCT semifinal round, 8-3, then wipe out Red Bank Catholic, 10-0, to win the SCT and finish a 26-2 season.

To get there, though, the Raiders had to pass this test on that first day of June when the Indians gave the Raiders everything they had that night, especially in the last two innings, but East perservered and won.

And would win a lot more in the decades ahead.

Classic baseball as it ought to have been played

One thing was absolutely sure: Santa Fe College's baseball team was going to the Florida region Division I junior college tournament at Joker Marchant Stadium in Lakeland. The Saints had won the Mid-Florida Conference regular-season title.

The question now was: Who else was going to represent the conference?

Three teams -- and myself -- arrived in Sanford for the weekend-long tournament involving College of Central Florida, host Seminole State, and the team I was there to watch, St. Johns River State.

If he were still around and had his faculties about him, my boss, Andy, would have gladly jumped in his car and headed south to Sanford for this event. The relationship he had with longtime Vikings coach and Palatka native Ross Jones was simply stupendous.

With myself in the role of sports editor since Andy had retired the previous December, it was now my turn to cover the Vikings' baseball team. I certainly didn't have the lattitude that Andy had because as much as I appreciated the work my new assistant, Anthony, had done, he was not me. I could lay out a whole sports section for Andy. Anthony wasn't me and I had to cover this basebal team when I could.

But we had no Sunday paper ... or Monday for that matter. So it gave me some free time to go down to Sanford and see the fate of the Vikings in this magical weekend. I arrived just mere minutes at Seminole State's field and quickly got to the field and scribbled both lineups down before the noon first pitch.

First up was St. Johns River against Central Florida. The winner was going to get Seminole in a best-of-3 series. The Vikings left little in doubt for this game, blasting the Patriots, 11-2, aided by home runs by Tripp McKinlay, Daniel Labrador, and two home runs by all-conference catcher Jakob Runnels.

Rumor had it that the air conditioning was not working properly in the Central Florida on the way down to Sanford. Well, now they could open the windows wide again for the uncomfortable trip home.

With the Patriots gone, the Vikings were now set to face off with the Seminole Raiders, who had beaten the Vikings three out of four games in the conference season. And as the second game began, I started wondering why I'm not feeling comfortable. Turns out temperatures were sizzling in the low 90s on this day.

Now I was just hoping to survive from my perch on top of where the scoreboard operator and public address guy were situated in comfortable climes.

Game one in this three-game series was no contest as Seminole pitcher Rese Brown retiring the last 19 Vikings hitters he faded and striking out 11 batters in a victory for which he threw 107 pitches in the complete game. He allowed just two hits. One of the hits in the 5-1 victory was a home run by Ramses Cordova.

That was it for the first day. St. Johns went back to Palatka and the Vikings were down 1-0 in the best-of-3 series. Since I did not have enough money on me to take a hotel, I, too, drove back to Palatka and got a halfway decent night's sleep.

By 10 a.m., I was back in the car and back on the road to Sanford for the second game ... maybe game three. The Vikings needed a better performance at the plate to have a shot at this or else Seminole was celebrating a championship.

They more than responded on yet another hot day in Seminole County. The Vikings blasted Raiders pitching to the tune of 13 runs on 10 hits, but two swings generating seven of the 13 runs. J.J. Sousa hit a three-run home run, then it was Runnels delivering a grand slam to end the 13-4 game.

This was set up the deciding third game ... and become an all-time classic.

Seminole starter Cameron Carter was looking like Brown did in the first game. He had the Vikings eating out of his hands through six innings as the Raiders held a 2-0 lead. Then came the seventh.

Runnels doubled to get things going. And Cordova once again proved to be clutch as he blasted a two-run home run to left field to tie the game up.

Starter Zane Stephens had done yeoman work for five innings to start, allowing two runs, then left Tanner Bauman came in and relieved Stephens and went four solid innnings of shutout ball.

The 10th inning arrived. Connor Morgan, struggling with three strikeouts on the day, hit a slow roller toward left reliever Garrett Hester. Hester had a hard time picking the ball up, then threw a strike to first baseman Edgar Alvarez as Morgan slid into the base.

He slid in safely. The first-base umpire didn't see it that way. Jones went ballistic as he stormed out of the dugout to argue his case.

"It's not even close," Jones told me afterward. Then he added, "I should have gotten thrown out for that. That was a terrible, terrible call that changes the conplexion of the inning."

In the bottom of the 10th, it was Seminole's turn. Bauman walked Jaylen Youngs and Marcos Sevillano. Bauman was about out of gas and Jones knew it. He took Bauman and brought in reliever Jordan Wimpleberg to keep things going. But Wimpleberg walked Corey King to load the bases.

Load the bases with no outs. The last rites were being administered to this Vikings team that kept fighting and fighting and fighting all throughout the weekend. It was simply one batter at a time and Wimpleberg had Alvarez up first. He got a comebacker for which he threw to Runnels at the plate to get Youngs. Then Wimpleberg struck out Zach Levenson for the second out. He got out of trouble by getting Luke Hatcher into a forceout at second.

Problem was the Vikings couldn't get anything off Hester in the 11th. Suddenly, they were back to having to defend in the bottom half of the frame.

Christian Webb put a perfect bunt down that third baseman McKinlay could not get to for a base hit.

I suddenly had this "Uh-oh, these guys want to end things now" feeling.

Hunter Noblitt walked and when Wimpleberg attempted to pick off Webb at second, the throw sailed into the outfield to move Webb to third and be the winning run nd Noblitt to second. It was only the second error of the three-game series between the teams.

Yes ... two total errors. Both teams played baseball the way it ought to have been played.

Marcerio Allen hit a grounder to sure-handed second baseman Chase Malloy, who looked Webb back to third, then threw to first for the first out.

That brought up Youngs, the team's steady catcher. Wimpleberg got ahead at 1-2 on Youngs. Then he got too much of the plate on his next pitch.

Youngs stroked a shot between the diving McKinlay and Cordova into left field to score Webb and win the game and spot in the state tournament in 11 innings, 3-2.

Vikings players walked off the field slowly as Raiders players charged the field behind them to jump on Youngs for the winning hit. And after about 10 minutes, Vikings players stopped lingering on the field and headed onto the bus to head back to Palatka.

But I wanted to talk to Malloy, whose dad was a longtime scout with the Philadelphia Phillies. Malloy reminded me of another fantastic Vikings player, Myles Straw, who made it to the Major Leagues. He may not have had quite the talent, but Malloy had the heart and determination to lead this team.

"It's been a battle ... a dogfight .. between us all year," he said of the rivalry with Seminole. "And they came out on top. Things fell for us in (Game 2), but they didn't in this (last) game. That's just baseball."

You could see he was disheartened. Malloy stayed a third year at SJRSC after COVID-19 shut the 2020 season down a month or so into the season. Now the dream of going to the state tournament was gone.

A tired Jones chose to wax philosophically after the deciding game.

"There was a lot of baseball in the last 31 hours," he started. "They never stopped competing. That's the thing to me I was proud of. We had good at-bats. We hit the ball hard, just right at people. Just one of those games where you ask, 'What do you do?'"

Turns out they couldn't do any more than they did in four games in a two-day period. I wished coach Jones a safe trip back and headed to my car. Because I got to sit inside the protected area with the scoreboard operator and the PA guy on this Sunday, I didn't get lobster red like I attempted the day before.

 I drove away from Jack Patelias Field up College Road to Lake Mary Road and heading toward I-4 to go home. Before 7 p.m., I arrived at the McDonald's near the I-4 entrance way and stopped for dinner. That gave me a chance to eat and reflect through my notes the greatness of this game I just covered most recently.

I knew it was the best baseball game I covered at either high school or college level. The Vikings had their opportunities, but in the end, the Raiders took advantage of the last one that mattered.

By the next day, I woke up that morning and had written 37 inches -- or over 1,100 words -- on my laptop on the weekend games. I got red from the first day, but I was entertained by the end.

Baseball as it ought to have been played. I came to that conclusion one last time.

One more footnote to that weekend: I had taken a lot of pictures of the four games, but this one stands out the most. It's Wimpleberg coming off the mound dejectedly while Seminole players were rushing on the field to jump on and celebrate with Youngs.

I submitted this photo for the Florida Press Club annual contest for best action shot in my division.

I won. It was the first time I ever won with a photograph I took.

Guess I'm not the complete hack I claim to be.

Our Super Tuesday of softball and baseball

Part of the job as a sports editor is being part showman, whether YOU think the ideas that involve the job are goofy or not.

My late boss Andy was keyed up for this day 17 years ago here in Putnam County. It was as if EVERYTHING important in the county was happening on this Tuesday afternoon and night. And looking back, I now understand the hype since we never have lived up to this particular day again.

On the docket for Tuesday, April 24, 2007: State tournament softball games for both Palatka and Interlachen. District tournament baseball games for Palatka and Interlacchen where, with wins, the teams would qualify for the state tournament.

Then there was the case of the St. Johns River Community (now State) College softball team, coached by Toni Willis, a former Vikings player under Toni Thompson. Never in the program's fastpitch history had the Vikings made it to the state tournament. And with a win in a neutral-site game at Santa Fe College in Gainesville against Lake City Community College this afternoon, the Vikings were going to play in the state tournament as a fifth-place team in the challenging Mid-Florida Conference.

So my day started at 1:30 p.m. with a trip up State Road-100 from my home and onto SR-26 and then SR-222 into Gainesville and a straight shoot right to Santa Fe. It was a beautiful afternoon for the Vikings and Timberwolves to play this tie-breaking matchup.

Willis' plan was to start Keystone Heights High graduate Marian McCall in the circle and eventually switch to Williston High product Roxzanne Rawls. But it wasn't going to be easy since the Vikings had lost three of four in the regular season to the Timberwolves.

Upstairs in the press box overlooking the field, I sat for most of the game next to Santa Fe's coach at the time, Chris Ahern. The game was scoreless going into the fourth with the Vikings hitting. Rachel Torres, who was the Vikings' top hitter all season, led off with a bloop hit that she hustled into a double. Stefanie Hunt sacrifice buted her to third, bringing up Chelsi Garner.

"They need to get this run now," Ahern would tell me. "They can't let this situation go. They've done a nice job of holding (Lake City) down."

She was right -- this was "the" opportunity for the Vikings. And Garner delivered with a single to left field to make it 1-0.

But McCall, fighting stomach issues all week, ran into big-time trouble in the fifth. I'd seen this script before and all good things normally came to an end in a bad way for the Vikings. Opposing pitcher Shelly Law singled for Lake City's first hit of the game. Stacey Bardroff walked and both moved up a base on a sacrifice.

Stephanie Schellhorn tried to squeeze bunt Law home, but McCall got to the ball quickly and tossed to catcher Torres, who made the tag on Law for the out. But it wasn't over yet: Kayla Hamalainen walked to load the bases and the next hitter, Jane Gordon, was at 2-0 in the count when Torres went out to talk to McCall. After the game, I asked her what Torres told her.

"Less thinking, more throwing," she said.

On the next pitch, Gordon flied out to end the threat.

The Vikings added to their miniscule lead when Katie Shannon -- affectionately known as "Tater" on the team -- blooped a single to left field on a 3-2 pitch from Law to score Kim Turvey and Palatka High product Megan Harris to make it 3-0.

Lake City put a runner on base against Rawls in the seventh with one out, but Schellhorn hit a hot smash liner right at third baseman Hunt, who snagged it, then fired across the diamond to first baseman Garner to complete the double play and send the Vikings into celebration mode.

For the first time, the Vikings were state-tournament bound! Willis, who like Harris played her high school ball at Palatka High, realized a dream she had since taking the program over in 2003: "When I took this program over, I wanted to make it a program in which we would go to the state tournament every year. It's a dream come true."

I got out of there and found a local coffee shop down the road with Wifi for which I can type my story and boxscore in. That was 5 p.m. Thirty minutes later, the story was done and I was having dinner with a dear online friend named Lisa who didn't live far from where I was in Gainesville. We had Chinese food and after saying our goodbyes, I was off to Interlachen for the Rams' state tournament game at home with Mount Dora.

The problem is there was no "direct" route to get to Interlachen High. You can't go in a straight line with so many bodies of water in the way. So I had to go back the way I came and it took about 45 minutes to do so.

It was 7:15 and the game started at 7. I had quite a bit of catching up in recording Interlachen's first state tournament game since 1999. I can't tell you how helpful coach Ron Whitehurst was that day.

The Rams were 20-3 and coming off a district championship the week before at Pierson Taylor. The Rams had a dynamite lineup that included Whitehurst's daughter, Brittani, Jessica Byrd, Kim Traxler and Sam Loder, just to name a few.

But Mount Dora had a young lady in the circle named Ce Ce Dail. And she was wild ... but wildly effective. As Whitehurst told me after the game, "She was wild within the strike zone. We got our first two runs via third-strike drops."

Dail's performance was far from a thing of beauty -- she threw 150 pitches in going the distance with eight walks, but 12 strikeouts.

Two run-scoring singles -- Dail's one-run single and Natalie Hodges' two-run safety -- against starter Katy Jordan gave Mount Dora a 3-0 lead in the first inning.

True to form, Dail got in trouble in the bottom of the first inning on walks to Courtney Lewis and Traxler and a single by Byrd. But Dail struck out Whitehurst and Loder and got Seana Crane on a comebacker.

As coach Whitehurst mentioned before, the Rams got their two runs on dropped third strikes that scored Caitlin Hagan and courtesy runner Lindsay Kurtz. And Interlachen went for more: With Byrd on third and two outs, Traxler walked ... and just kept going. The Rams were trying to catch the Hurricanes off guard.

It didn't work. Dail was not fooled in the circle. She simply threw the ball to second to nail Traxler and end the inning.

"I don't believe I just saw that" was my reaction as I momentarily put my hands over my face.

Afterward, I asked Whitehurst what got into him to try that play. He said, "We've beaten people with our legs this year. We're not changing the way we play. It was worth taking a shot."

And it was -- you don't get to 20-3 with smoke and mirrors. Plus Whitehurst was looking at Dail, this wild card in the circle, and looking to be aggressive since you didn't know what to expect from her.

Hodge, who was 4-fof-4 with four RBIs, singled in a run in the third to make it 4-2. Then an error by the Rams in the fifth on a play at third base allowed another run to score to make it 5-2.

But Interlachen made it interesting. The Rams loaded the bases in the bottom of the fourth down 4-2, but Traxler hit a comebacker to end the inning. They made it interesting in the sixth when Byrd boomed a triple to the left-center field gap to score Christina Andrews and Byrd to make it a one-run game.

They had Traxler at the plate in a big moment with one out. You can feel the momentum turn in Interlachen's favor and just like almost every game that season, the Rams would find a way to win. Traxler could not hit a ball any harder than she did.

It was directly at shortstop Jordan Bixler for the second out. Then after striking out Brittani Whitehurst twice already, Dail struck her out a third time to end the threat.

Hodge's fourth hit scored Dail in the seventh to give the Hurricanes a 6-4 lead, then Dail shut the door on the Rams in the seventh. Dail owned the middle of the Rams' lineup as Whitehurst, Loder and Crane -- batters four through six in the lineup -- were a combined 0-for-11 with a walk and nine strikeouts.

And it was over -- *I* went 1-1 for the day in covering our local teams. Interlachen would repeat as district champion the next season, the last district title for the program since.

I got back to the office and Andy got there the same time. He had covered BOTH the Palatka softball and baseball games in town that night. (Here's the thing: Palatka softball, for which he went to, won in a quickie over Crystal River, 3-0, in the state tournament, then he left from the high school to head to the famed Azalea Bowl to cover the "other" Palatka game, Palatka's 8-0 win over Menendez in the District 5-4A semifinals that automatically qualified the Panthers for the state tournament. I wouldn't have put a byline on that story since I got there later, but them's not my rules.")

I wrote my Interlachen story after he had gotten my SJRCC softball game story via email earlier in the day. While I finished up my second story and began working on the scoreboard page, I also had to call Jeff Finch, Interlachen's head baseball coach. The Rams were in Keystone Heights to face Union County in the District 6-3A semifinals and if the Rams had won, they were going to the state tournament for the second year in a row.

It wasn't to be as the Rams lost, 7-2.

By the time Andy got his two stories done and he had all my work, he was able to lay out the front page ... and he made a special look with the five games we had all starting on the front and jumping inside to page 3B.

Oh, the joys of a 1 a.m. deadline back in the day. How I miss thee.

To review: PHS baseball and softball won, IHS baseball and softball lost and SJR State softball won and was heading to the state tournament for the first time in fastpitch program history.

What a day. By the time the paper began to print, there was a sigh of relief, then a moment of silence that, yes ... we had just had a special day in Putnam County that rarely comes along.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007 WAS a special day. So many postseason dreams were seen or died that day.

I learned to cherish them ... they only come so few or often. Goofy or not.

The night Palatka shut down an entire basketball program for good

The story that I find unique in all these years here is one that took place on a Friday night, March 2, 2018. Like all those other stories above, this, too, happened on the road. When you leave your home area, you really aren't in control of what happens to you or your story.

This night, though, was different. Palatka High School's boys basketball team, coached by Bryant Oxendine  and winners of the Region 2-6A championship the year before and running through an amazing 27-2 season, was looking to repeat that regional title on the road against 27-3 New Port Richey Ridgewood.

On the outside, you might think it's a terrific matchup between two great opponents.

But there was more to this night. In November 2017, the Pasco County school board had voted to end Ridtgewood High and turn it into a technical school and the students there would go to either Gulf High or Fivay High the following year.

It was no secret that night to Oxendine or his players who the villain was in what would be the last high school basketball game hosted in that Ridgewood gym.

"I had read about it before we went down there," Oxendine said recently. "It did overwhelm me a l ittle bit, thinking in my mind this would be that team's last game on that court. I know I didn't want my kids to focus on that."

The problem was it was a 2-hour, 45-minute trip to Ridgewood for Oxendine and his team. And he made it clear on the trip: No basketball talk. He even said he made up something he was mad about so his players wouldn't be thinking about the sentimental part of this very different game.

"We get there and already, it's getting full," Oxendine said of the crowd. "I think they had the students wearing white shirts to have a white-out night. We go into our locker room and I'm thinking, 'Let's see how they respond to this.'"

When I walked into the gym for my one and only time in my career that night, it was a growing madhouse. Ridgewood was trying to make it to Lakeland for the 6A Final Four and many, many students were filling into this nice-sized gymnasium. By estimate, there was easily over 1,000 fans at this game.

You would think the Panthers players -- even with that 27-2 record -- would be a little intimidated by it.

You would be right. Palatka was dominated in rebounds, 11-2, and was fortunate to be down 15-10 at the end of the first quarter because the Panthers forced the Rams into eight turnovers.

Center Mitchell McKinnon's three-point play capped a 6-0 run and gave the Panthers a 16-15 lead. The lead would change hands five times in the quarter before the Rams went in with a 25-24 lead.

"I knew we had not played our best half of basketball," Oxendine said. "But I knew we were defending well. We were in this game."

Oxendine also reminded his players of something that rang true the entire season: They were a third-quarter team. And with that shot of enthusiasm -- and a Ridgewood-dominated fan base continuing to yell everytime the Panthers had the ball -- Palatka went on a 9-3 run to start the quarter, taking a 33-28 lead.

Ridgewood did not back down and went on a 5-0 run to tie it at 33-all. The Panthers answered back with another strong run of 8-4 and held a 41-37 lead going into the fourth quarter.

Two things started to tell the tale down the stretch: A technical foul against Ridgewood's Will Dawson was called.

"Wesley Roberts was asking me who was going to take the techncal foul free throws and my coaches were asking if Chamar (point guard Dumas) or Malik (forward Beauford) would take the free throws and I said to them at that point, 'Let Wesley take them.' And he hit both free throws as part of a 13-point night."

The other thing was how ragged Ridgewood players looked after chasing around the Panthers all evening.

"I saw (Ridgewood) fade and get tired and our guys were not tired," Oxendine said. "By the fourth quarter, we were running them out of their shoes and there were two or three guys on their team that had their heads looking down and someone in the crowd said, 'They're tired.' I could see that and it's something I'll always remember."

But the Panthers player who had the biggest impact on this night was Dumas, the four-year varsity senior who Oxendine said played the best game of his career, scoring a team-high 16 points with seven assists, six rebounds and a steal. Throughout the game, Dumas put his team on his back and eventually guided it to the 64-51 triumph that led to a second straight Final Four appearance, the first time a county boys basketball team had done that in 54 years.

"It was the best game he ever had," Oxendine said of Dumas. "He didn't score a lot of points, but he defended well, he got to the (basket) and he set the tone for us in what was a college basketball atmosphere. He took charge of our team."

At the final buzzer, those who made the long trek from Palatka to Ridgewood were dancing and celebrating the triumph. And those who came to cheer the home team on in what was the last game in that gymnasium left broken-hearted, some even teary-eyed. After 40 years as a program, it was over.

Even Ridgewood head coach Derek Delgado had to hold back tears talking to media members after the game.

"This program had never been to a Final Four before and we really wanted it," Delgado said after the game. "We were so close."

They were until Palatka tired the Rams out down the stretch. And after Oxendine celebrated this title with his team in the opposing locker room afterward, telling them to enjoy this win until midnight, he had to leave the gym that just hosted its last basketball game ever.

"You see all these people coming up to you and congratulating you as you are walking toward the bus and then you get on and you sit and you realize those guys are never going to see their team play again," said Oxendine, who begins a new coaching venture with Interlachen Junior-Senior High this winter. "That's where it hit me. We were a footnote in history as the last team to play (Ridgewood). That's a huge thing to me."

Palatka's bus was heading home, and my car was desperately searching for a fast-food restaurant opened after 11 p.m. to write the story and send to Andy. Thankfully, US-19 was not far from the high school. But it became increasingly difficult to find a restaurant that was open that late, and also had a plug outlet. More and more fast-food places don't provide plug outlets anymore.

Three restraurants had Wi-fi, but not the outlet. If desperate, there was always a hotel to find, but it didn't have food like I was needing at this time.

Finally, I found a McDonald's somewhere between New Port Richey and Holiday. It had an outlet. No one was occupying the seat. So I brought my laptop and paperwork from the game in to type. It's 11:20 p.m. and my deadline is just before 1 a.m.

I order something to eat. Then I get going on the story after reviewing the notes from the game. I get the story written and sent to Andy by 12:20 a.m.

But I had more to do. Interlachen's track and field team was at a meet at Jacksonville Wolfson that night and coach Gerald Swayze was nice enough to get me the information I needed to write a story. So after toggling between the email he sent and the story I was writing through email, it took another 20 minutes to get that done. 

By 12:45 a.m., I was done. I had my last bites of food and was reminded that the restaurant was closing at 1 a.m.

"Thank you so very much for helping me out," I told the manager. By 12:55 a.m., I was on my way back home taking the long route: US-19 to SR-44 in Crystal River, then up CR-491 into Marion County and onto SR-200, which got me to I-75, then US-301 and eventually SR-20 for the final 26 miles home.

By the time I reached my front door, it was just about 4:15 in the morning.

It was a long night, but a very enjoyable night.

I saw the joy of victory and the agony of defeat.

And the end of a high school program.

These Panthers were hardly intimidated

This night five years ago was pretty special.

All I kept hearing was that this Gainesville Eastside High School boys basketball team was dominant and had too many ways for Palatka to handle. There's no way that the Panthers would hang with the host Rams and that the Eastside gym would be too intimidating for the Panthers to handle.

I found that astounding considering that some of these Panthers like Wesley Roberts, Malik Beauford, Y'dontae Smith and Mitchell McKinnon had gone to two FHSAA Final Fours. No matter where these guys traveled, the crowd was the "least" of their concerns.

So on this Tuesday night, February 26, 2019 -- and after I had eaten at Sonny's BBQ up the road from the school where my waitress was a former Interlachen High girls soccer player -- I had made the short jaunt from there to Eastside High for the Palatka-Eastside game.

The Panthers had all those solid veterans and were 24-4 going into this Region 2-6A semifinal showdown. But the Rams certainly had the homecourt advantage. They were 12-0 at home during the year and were 26-2 overall. They had a gunner who was not afraid to take the ball to the basket in Koren Bradley. They had steady senior guard James Pope and a dominant big guy in forward Emontea Shannon.

If that was not enough, the Rams also had a strong shooting guard-strong forward at 6-foot-4 who was a better football player, but a very good basketball player named Anthony Richardson.

Yes, THAT Anthony Richardson who went on to play quarterback at the University of Florida and is now the projected starting quarterback for the 2024 Indianapolis Colts after recovering from an injury.

He was just another good basketball player on this great Rams team. But Bryant Oxendine, now in his third year as Palatka coach, was not intimidated by this Rams squad at all.

Even as the bleachers was filling up, and before long, fans started to stand up against the wall behind the basket on the gymnasium entrance side.

The teams spent the first half measuring each other out and by the break, Eastside had the 29-26 lead.

But I've seen Palatka teams under Oxendine rally in the third quarter. They got rejuvenated in that third period, but Eastside stuck with the Panthers and held a 47-46 lead going into the fourth quarter.

Then it got interesting.

The Panthers would take the lead, only to see the Rams take it back. Palatka had the ball with 33 seconds to go and Oxendine called a timeout. He set up a play for his point guard, Smith, to find an alley way to the basket, draw a defender to him and dish the ball to an open man underneath OR ... just take the ball himself to the basket to give the Panthers the lead.

But with 33 seconds left, Smith started dribbling to find that opening. There was none. There was no defender leaving his man to pick him up. So Oxendine called another timeout with eight seconds to go and the ball to be inbounded in front of the Panthers' bench on their side of the court.

"We called the play (the first tine), but (Eastside) didn't bite for it. We called another time out and ran a play called 'in-the-quarter' play. We wanted to take the last shot. I told Y'dontae to run the clock all the way down," Oxendine said.

So Smith got the ball in front of the bench. He passed off to McKinnon, Palatka's 6-5 center and tallest player, near the sideline. McKinnon got the ball back to Smith and Smith began to dribble in front of Bradley.

With one quick step, Smith beat Bradley. That drew Shannon from his forward spot in front of Beauford toward Smith. Finally, McKinnon was not in a hurry to head to the basket, so that meant the guy who was covering him was just hanging out until he saw Smith make his move to the basket.

Yup ... Anthony Richarsdon.

Richardson (slightly) and Shannon left the young men they were guarding and Smith had a wide-open Beauford under the basket that he threw a perfect short pass to and Beauford nailed the shot to give Palatka the 61-59 lead with 4.6 seconds left.

Pandemonium among Palatka fans broke out. Eastside legendary coach Herman "Pop" Williams called a timeout.

That's when it got a bit off the rails. The officials had to reset the clock time and Eastside did not have one of those clocks that they can punch in a time and just go from there We had to wait over a minute so the clock would get to where it needed to be.

Under his basket, Bradley threw a pass to Shannon. Shannon raced as fast as he could and just as he was ready to take a shot, he was fouled by Smith.

Yes ... fouled! What the hell was he doing?! Smith would explain later he didn't think Shannon was going to shoot. Seriously?! They are in hurry-up mode and down two points!! How can you NOT see this coming?

But the damage was done and all of us who had made the trek across State Road-20 to Eastside were not out of the woods yet with 1.6 seconds left in regulation. Shannon was two successful free throws away from tying this game again.

Once the ball was handed to Shannon, he took a few dribbles, then put up his shot.

Clang! Off the back iron!

Palatka fans were elated, but the moment was nearly marred by one fan who didn't think about what his actions were going to be like when he stepped out onto the court in celebration.

The whistle blew.

Oh, no!! NOOOOOOOO!! Please, officials ... don't let this game be decided by an enthusiastic kid who didn't know his place at that time. Another officials meeting took place for about 30-45 seconds. I mean ... they were literally thinking about slapping the Panthers with a technical foul.

In the end, the officials chose not to penalize Palatka, much to the chagrin of the Eastside fans. So Shannon got the ball from the official and we ALL KNEW what was going to happen next. Down two and with one free throw left, Shannon was to bang the ball off the rim and then a free-for-all would take place in those last 1.6 seconds. It was inevitable.

Except it didn't happen. Shannon, for some reason, sank the free throw to make it 61-60. OK, so now I'm expecting Mitchell McKinnon to get the ball in to a teammate and that teammate be fouled to send them to the line.

McKinnon got the ball from the official and hit Roberts.

But no one was near Roberts. Suddenly, 1.6 seconds turned into 0.0.

Palatka fans celebrated, then hit the court to hug and celebrate with the players.

Palatka had survived the 61-60 win. It was emotional, and at one point in my interview, I asked the tougher-than-nails Oxendine if he even cried a little afteward.

"Hell, no. We don't cry here!" he answered.

OK, so for much for emotion. Oxendine did say, "We're a good basketball team. I tell these guys everyday just to compete."

And while the elation was there on one end, I ended up with a couple of other reporters, I think one from the Gainesville Sun, interviewing Williams. For all the great the Rams had that year and in the previous ccouple of years, they couldn't conquer the Panthers in three straight postseason games the last three years.

Oh, and Williams was blunt when he said this.

"We don't have the toughness to dig down. They are great kids, but they've got to learn to dig down and play hard. And Palatka started to come up into us. It was a great officiated game. I just think we didn't stand up to the challenge ... the boxing match. If we had stood up to the challenge, I think we would've come out on top."

Getting out of the gym and back in the car, I sped back east on SR-20 to get back to the Daily News building to recount what I had just seen. And what "Pop" Williams said afterward.

It made great sense because in all those postseason losses, Eastside may have had the better record, but it did not have the physical presence to push Palatka around.

And Palatka made more plays than Eastside in the end. I got back to the building by just after 10 p.m., wrote the story after chasing down some spring sports stuff. And got done with plenty of time with everything.

Palatka WAS the better team that night ... not by much, but the Panthers were. Their physical AND mental toughness was better. Unfortunately three nights later, the bid to make it to Lakeland for a THIRD consecutive Final Four was taken away by a better Brooksville Nature Coast High team, especially when Palatka shot 6-for-28 from the field and had to play catch-up most of the second half.

But the Eastside win will always stand out. The Panthers were tested ... they knew they were going to be tested ... and stood up to a really good Eastside team.

A Rams team that was 12-0 at home ... until that game.

These Pathers were unique.