It’s not every day that my old high school is in the news. It’s even more rare that news isn’t about sports. But today is that day:

NASHVILLE, Tenn. – That smell coming from Jefferson County High School’s football stadium this fall? Let’s just say it may not be the hot dogs. Those cheers from the crowd? Not for the team. In fact, the players won’t even be on the field. They’ll be on the sideline, rooting. For what? One lonely cow wandering a 100-yard field in search of a place to go to the bathroom.

Where the bovine ultimately decides to do her business will mean big bucks for the lucky person who bet on that portion of the field.

It’s all part of a local charity’s Oct. 16 “Cow Drop Raffle” to raise money for equipment to stock the football team’s weight lifting room.

The Dandridge event is one of many planned by charities across the state now that the General Assembly has permitted gambling fund-raisers by certain nonprofit organizations.

The legislature has been pondering charitable gambling for a while, since they passed a tax on hope err lottery.

My high school is no where near Nashville. It’s about three hours east of there. We East Tennesseans (with our history of trying to secede from the rest of the state) don’t much like being compared to those Central Tennesseans. And don’t even get me started on those West Tennesseans, or as we like to call them Arkansans.

Posted in uncategorized on May 17th, 2004 by SayUncle | RSS 2.0 |