You’re welcome, area teams

It would seem as though the city slicker from Chicago with the radical ideas, smart mouth, odd accent, perplexing attitude about driving over 20 miles per hour and the workings of a four-way stop and strange (correct) sporting opinions has brought the area of small(er) towns some good luck.

I don’t enjoy tooting my own horn, mainly because I don’t own a horn, but, considering the amount of criticism this job entails on a day-to-day basis, I’m blasting my air horn. Toot. Toot.

I entered the beautiful city of Worthington on Nov. 4 and before I even had time to figure out the legends were true about KFC buffets, Edgerton/Ellsworth was celebrating a state championship in football. Next, Jackson County Central went on to win a state championship in wrestling. Worthington’s girls’ basketball team followed with a trip to the state tournament, but not before WHS’s boys’ hockey team won back-to-back games for the first time since the 2007 season and the girls’ team did the same for the first time in a long time (six or seven years I was told).

Soon after the Trojans’ girls’ basketball team punched their ticket to state, the boys’ basketball team did the same for Worthington. It marked the first time both the girls’ and boys’ basketball teams qualified for state in the same season. Joining the Trojan boys at state were Southwest Christian and Mountain Lake/Butterfield-Odin.

Did I mention it was the first time ML/B-O made state since the schools paired up in 1988? Well, it was. The Wolverines finished fourth and the Eagles finished second in the state in Class A.

I’ll even throw in the Minnesota West Bluejays knocking off the No. 1-ranked team in the country in hoops, while this sports editor was in office, as a reason to toot my horn.

We may disagree on many things, my beloved reader, but you have to give the city boy some credit. Teams enjoy winning under my watch.

In all seriousness, I thank you, area teams, for giving me stuff to put in the paper. You will never see sports at their purest than prep sports. No money, no scholarships, just pride. It’s a beautiful thing. To see them succeed has been a privilege and working in the office until 2 a.m. some nights with the cheesy idea the athletes will hold on to the paper I made filled with their success for years to come is the reason I walk into work every day.

Now if I could only figure out a way to bring some luck to your pro teams…I wouldn’t.