For some reason, I had to call the newspaper office (no cell phones then) before the game, so a state trooper escorted me to another building. As we left the gym, some guy said, "That's two. Two of us should go in."
I made my call, and the trooper escorted me back into the gym, much to the chagrin of the stranded fans.
The only thing I remember about the games is that it was so full that I had to SIT ON THE FLOOR UNDER THE SCORER'S TABLE! During the girls game, one of the girls touched the halfcourt line with her toe (over and back). I pointed to her foot, but the refs missed it.
In the boys game, a tiny guard for one team was caught in the air against the taller Whiteville front line. He brought the ball from his hip and shot a sort of hook shot that banked in over outstretched hands.
I wrote a short story that would have done the Associated Press proud. When I got back to the paper, I rewrote it, and one of my co-workers said it was the best 9.2-inch story he ever saw. That's counting the headline.
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