Close, but no cigar

The Central Bears volleyball team was so close to a win, but fell short two points at the end of set 5 when they faced Crystal River Tuesday night Sept. 10, 2019. 

Earlier in the season, the team has faced strong contenders like Lecanto, Nature Coast Tech and Springstead. The girls have produced some pretty good competitive sets thus far. According to Coach Nikki LaRiviere, the team's talent is there, but it's about how they are executing their competitive level facing their opponents. 

Emotions run high after serious injury during NCT-Wiregrass game

Wesley Chapel, Fla. --- It was definitely ‘Friday the 13th’ on the football field!

Once again, on a warm Friday evening complete with storm clouds gathering and marching slowly across the sky, chasing away the sun as it dipped beyond the horizon. Like those gray clouds that were collecting above in the sky, on the football field below there was a storm brewing.  It was Friday the 13th no less. 

Hernando High School Student Dies in Early Morning Accident

Florida Highway Patrol (FHP) reported that at 6:49 AM on September 13, 2019, 16 year old Trevor Bowen was walking along the northbound side of California Street near Tampa Street, when he was struck by a van driven by 64 year old Larry Marsh of Brooksville, who was travelling northbound.   Bowen died at the scene. 

FHP reports that alcohol was not a factor in the accident, though charges are pending.

Spring Hill NFL Flag Football League brings the community together

On Saturday Sept. 7, the fall season for the Spring Hill NFL Flag Football League at Delta Woods Park kicked off. The park’s only football field was filled with kids aged four, up to the more competitive teenagers. Local high school and middle school coaches were in attendance including Central’s football coach Robert Walden, Explorer’s coach Billy Hughes and Springstead’s Athletic Director Dustin Kupcik. Referees included Nature Coach Tech’s golfer Michael Machnicki and quarterback Vaughn Sykora. 

Sassy Sewing ~ A Lost Art

No way. At 15 years old, my friends had better things to do.

Such as driving behind the wheel with their freshly printed driver’s license permit. Now that was a good time.

Their idea of fun certainly wasn’t staring into the abyss of a sewing machine, listening to the helicopter noise it blurted out as my grandmother pushed down on her foot pedal, underneath her toes.

No ma’am. That was torture for my teenage friends. They’d rather watch paint dry.