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Part 11 - Victory, Defeat, and Controversy
All eyes were on the Wildcats's Jamaal Washington running up the left sideline and the Bulldogs safety closing in on him.
"And he's at the 20, the 15, and here comes the safety!" cried the Wildcats Radio announcer as I listened and watched. "No! the train has done run! Washington scores! Jamaal Washington! Jamaal Washington!"
Jamaal was sprinting hard for the sidelines now, trying to avoid a celebration penalty. He made it far enough that when he was mobbed, no flags were thrown. Admittedly, the celebration was not as 'rowdy' as it could've been.
"And it's 18-17 Wildcats, with 17 seconds to go." said the announcer. "The Wildcats will go for two again. And there's the delay of game penalty, that'll move the ball back. And the Wildcats run the trap draw, and Appletree gets three yards, but it's not enough."
"They weren't going to risk passing and getting an interception returned that would make a won game into a loss," said the color man, "like the loser Atlanta Falcons did a few years ago in a disgusting one-point loss to the Kansas City Chiefs."
"The Atlanta Falcons are losers, our Wildcats are winners." said the announcer. "Well, we've got a few seconds left. And here's the kickoff, and they don't mess around; he kicked it a mile out of the endzone. The local Police Commander caught the ball behind the end zone. I know he's the Police Commander because he has the ball in one hand and a red crowbar in the other hand, just like the red crowbar he gave the team last year, that's in their locker room now."
"And the Bulldogs come up to the line, and they're scrambling but nobody's open... and here comes Davis Smith! He hits the Bulldogs quarterback eight yards behind the line... the Bulldogs call time out with 7 seconds left. That's their last time out..."
The Wildcats fans were cheering, and loud. I got on the Police radio and said "This is Commander Troy. Implement 'Visitor Security Measures', I say again, implement 'Visitor Security Measures'." That simply meant for my Officers to get their arrears over to the visitors area of the stands to make sure there were no problems... and sometimes to protect the visiting team's fans. I saw Officers appearing in the aisles, and there were no problems.
"And the Bulldogs quarterback throws over the middle, the Bulldogs are trying a play like the Wildcats just ran, but Gregg Scott hits the receiver right as the ball did and that play is broken up. No flags, and that is it! The game is over! The Wildcats have done it again! They've come into University Memorial Stadium and snatched another miracle win from the rival Bulldogs..."
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I did what Bowser and Buddy are good at doing: supervising. I basically hung out in the tunnel and listened to Police radio. There were no incidents, though, as the crowds dispersed, most of them headed toward various bars to drown their Bulldogs sorrows or celebrate Wildcats victory. Police directed traffic with great efficiency, getting Wildcats fans on the roads and back to wherever they were coming from.
I didn't call Laura on my personal cellphone. "Do you have any updates on Derrick Waters?" I asked.
"I'm at the Hospital now." Laura said. "He's still under evaluation. There's swelling, and they hope they don't have to operate, but they will if they need to get the pressure off his spinal cord. He's got feeling in his upper body, arms and hands, but nothing in his legs for now."
"I will say this, too." Laura said. "The running back that was under him? If he'd tried to crawl out from under him, he might've caused damage. His staying still may have saved Derrick's life."
"Okay, thanks." I said. I then was asked by a Wildcats trainer to come into their locker room. I did, and was immediately sorry I did. There was a huge crush of reporters in the front room., where the interview tables were. The trainer got me by them and to the locker rooms. There were reporters around the running back Appletree. Jamaal Washington was sitting beside Appletree, as well.
"I just knew when he hit me that something was wrong." said Appletree, his voice subdued. "I was going down, but I could feel that he was going limp. And something told me just to lay there, not to move."
Then Nick Eastwood saw me. "Commander Troy! What did you and Derrick Waters say to each other?" That got all the reporters coming at me.
"I'll make this statement." I said loudly as the entire Wildcats team and coaches stopped to listen. "I am the Police Commander in this Town, and my wife is on Staff at University Hospital. It is my understanding that the doctors are still evaluating Derrick Waters, that he does have feeling in parts of his body. I've also been told that by not moving, Appletree here kept Waters from having more damage, damage that might've been fatal. Good job, kid, you did well." I said, extending my hand to Appletree. He shook my hand. Jamaal patted Appletree on the shoulder.
"What did you say to Waters?" persisted Eastwood.
"That's between him and me, and I'll say no more about it." I replied. It is possible that tapping the red crowbar in my hand helped make that point.
"What about the Wildcat Band playing the Bulldogs fight song when they took Waters out?" yelled a reporter. "Was that an offensive stunt?"
"Quite the opposite." I said. "I believe it was meant as a gesture of respect for a great player that was badly injured on the field of play."
Just then the Sports Information Director for the Wildcats came through the throng and got Appletree and Washington. I took the opportunity to follow them out, and I kept on going until I was back outside.
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At 1:30am, Sunday, October 28th, Dr. Morgan gave a Press conference at the Hospital. "Derrick Waters is stabilized. He has feeling in his arms and upper body, and was able to move his hands and fingers. We are going to re-evaluate him in a few hours, when the swelling goes down, and determine what surgery, if any, will be needed."
"I do want to add that the other team's running back probably saved Waters's life by lying still and not moving." added Dr. Morgan. "This could've been a lot, lot worse."
"Is his career over?" shouted a reporter. Dr. Morgan gave the reporter a dark look, but stifled his urge to say something resembling what he felt.
"It's way too early to make any determinations of his future." said Dr. Morgan. "We're taking it day-to-day right now."
"Doctor, after seeing an injury like this," said a reporter, a runt who looked like he'd never played a day of football in his life, "do you think football should be outlawed?"
"I think stupid questions like that should be outlawed." said Dr. Morgan, his patience and restraint breaking. He ended the Press conference by walking away.
Part 12 - Bullets and Budgets