As the clock was counting down the last few seconds of today's 2A Kentucky State High School Football Championship game, I couldn't help but tear up. Not because my alma mater Mayfield High School would ultimately win the game. Not because it was our fourth championship in a row, 12th total. And, not because a lot of these players are friends with my nephews and I've watched them grow up. But, it was because of those who were sitting around me. Those who had been there years before. Those who I cheered for, cried with and celebrated alongside of. See, if you didn't grow up in a football town, you just don't get it. Let me try and explain.