**Tonight I’m going to head upstate to my small hometown of Clover (A little town with LOVE in the middle! For real. That’s our slogan.) to work with my sister on some wedding plans and we’re going to check out our Alma Mater’s big rivalry game. I’m pretty excited about this. This is an article printed yesterday in the Rock Hill Herald, our local paper. This rivalry is one of the oldest in the state and they’re not kidding when they say it’s deep seeded. GO CLOVER!!
Thursday, Nov. 05, 2009
Graham Cracker: Gene Graham
A high school football rivalry second to none
Clover and York are two proud communities eight miles a part, separated by the towering Filbert skyline.
Actually, it’s only six miles from the York city limit sign to the Clover town limit sign by way of U. S. 321. I measured it one uneventful summer day using the odometer in my car.
The proximity of the communities lends itself to a neighborly way of life in these parts.
There’s camaraderie and respect among police, fire department and rescue squad personnel in York and Clover. The same can be said of the communities’ governing bodies and school officials, even the coaches from both high schools.
York families dine at Courtney’s Barbecue. Clover citizens shop at York’s Wal-Mart.
Everything’s nice and cozy 364 days and 21 hours of the year.
But for three hours one Friday night every year, it’s no more Mr. Nice Guy. It’s the Hatfields and the McCoys. You either live on yon side of Filbert or tuther. Bring it on.
Is the food at Courtney’s Barbecue really that good? York’s Wal-Mart stinks….
(Read on here)
