In 1948 My Senior Year there was a new coach hired at Ogden and He was a Baptist Preacher who loved sports. He coached Basketball and in the spring He, Mr. Peel the Principal, My Dad the School board Member had a grand meeting and discussed starting playing baseball. Other Schools namely Fort, Baskin, Central and Wisner agreed to start also. Winnsboro, Crowville, and Gilbert already had teams and there would be more than one new team starting, making it sort of even start in the Parish.
Now, none of
us had had much experience except playing a little Cow pasture ball so at least
our team members all stared out in the sane boat. Then we found out that we were going to be
the only new team: the others chickened out.
Our first game was with Delhi and they had won the State Title for their
Class the year before and lo and behold it was their first game and our first
game, the big difference was they pitched a player who made all State as
Pitcher against Me who had never played a game in My life. They turned out school the last period until
the busses started running and our cheering section was our team. It was
pitiful. At the end of five innings the
score was 36 to nothing and the Sun was sinking in the west. I went over to the Coaches who were
classmates and played on the
I will tell you readers about some more exciting games in the next little note. I am sorry I am unable to describe the game but just use your imagination and you will probably picture the mess up that took place. I will discuss one more regular game and the State Tournament held at La Teche. The final game at Teche had all the refinements a beginning team could have. We only lost 3 to 0 though.