Lady Trojans defeat Green City’s Lady Gophers, 60-53
By Clay Coleman
MOBERLY—Search for the definition online, and you will discover that a community is a group of people who share a common history. Whether its economic, social or even political, a community endeavor to tackle those issues that divide us, that tie us together—always together. But there’s room for more people.
It took a community last Friday at MACC, to help the Lady Trojans defeat Green City’s Lady Gophers, 60-53. Natalie Thomas, finishing the game with 29 points, 5 assists, and 6 rebounds, continued to prove what a game-winner she is, but she wasn’t in the arena alone.
Dalaney Bowers scored 13 points, making two crucial buckets late in the game, while Alexis Welch put 7 points, on the scoreboard, to help the Trojans clinch the deal.
But, there was a moment during the game, early in the second quarter, when the Trojans were trailing the Gophers, and there was the possibility that the girls could lose. You could see the players’ eyes widen as they searched the scoreboard. Feel the hesitation from the crowd when Community’s coach, Bob Curtis, called for a timeout. And we leaned forward, listening, as the coach brought his team into a huddle.
Whatever Curtis told them, must have worked because, by the end of the second quarter, you could see the players’ confidence return. Putting Deann Brooks in after the huddle, she changed the game in the first few seconds she was on the court. Backed up by Sadie Hoyt and Brianna Beamer, Brooks kept Gopher’s all-starter Brooke Littrell second-guessing herself and catching fouls. Ultimately, it was this community of players, not one, but all of them, that carried the day.
Come out and support your Lady Trojans as they play Walnut Grove in the Class 1 State Championship Semifinals, on Thursday, March 12, at Missouri State University, in Springfield. Game time starts at 5:10 p.m.
My story is finished, I’m tying up some loose ends before I get on an airplane and fly away. I’m going to Savannah and meet my granddaughter for a few days. I’ve never met her before, and I can’t wait. Who knows, maybe one day she’ll be an excellent basketball player. Perhaps she’ll make the front page, or be the talk of her school.
But, it doesn’t matter how far away I am, or how many time zones I pass, to know who I’ll be rooting for on Thursday. And in that sense, it shouldn’t matter what school you attend, or what side of a city boundary you live on, to feel that bond of community, too. Because secretly, we are all rooting for each other. We live right next door.