...________________________________________________________________________________________________________________"OHHHH!!! MY TINO!!
PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!!!!" Mrs. Tonitini cried out for her son.
Her discarded Kleenexes littered the green late-November grass that
was covered with dew and tears. It felt like her son was going off to
war to fight against an enemy that was far surperior in terms of
sheer talent over the Mad Dogs.She witnessed South Panola
firsthand when she and Tino stayed in Batesville for a couple of days
with his divorced father.Tino Tonitini's straight
blonde hair was blowing furiously in the winter winds. The sophomore
third-string linebacker/safety was wearing a long-sleeved blue polo
shirt and purple MAD DOG athletic warmups. His number 6 jersey,
helmet, and contact pads was stored in Bus One.Tino was surrounded by two
of his best friends at Middleton High, Lor McQuarrie, a junior who
was a decent athlete on the Lady Mad Dogs basketball team and Tish
Katsufrakis, who was in the same grade as Tino."It's OK, Mom. I'll
be fine." Tino said as he stared into his mother's teary eyes.
"Everything is going to be fine. I'm not in harm's way or
anything.""But, Tino, our team is going to face up
against South Panola! You know how good they are!" Mrs. Tonitini
exclaimed.Tino hugged his mom and
comforted her. "If we h...