Paa* 10 +*.?*? . - TBk- '~>SflJ9jj^K^*^A, Jr. Pee Wee* are the hottest tc Hed Potential I Bv Shedrfck Adtmi Emerging as the team to beat in the Pop Warner Jr. Pee Wee football league is the Red Shield Boys Club Indians. The Pee Wees are one of three teams sponsored by the Salvation Army Red Shields Boys Club. The Indians are 4-0. They have defeated their opponents by scores of 14-0, 16-0, and 16-0. With four games remaining, the Tiny Indians face -I II ? T! cnaiicngcs irum mc Jliny Demons, Tiny Falcons, Tiny Packers and the Greensboro 1 FISH! I c * I NORTt|CVERY / X WEEK X FISH {( VBV U ? ? ?% 4 A ALL DAY 4 THURS.FRI.SA1 r ^ ^ViT S ? k vMH fl w*Wm 1 # r 7 9 21 * PAHiM 1 ^-?*_HL? ' ** . "T*""? v^l'. V V ~" "?~i^KB 1 - - |J^Hn V |t *m * ^ bagae they are 3-0. Pes^fPees Champions Boys Club. If Head Coach Joe Pete Adams of Atkins High School fame can hold his Braves together, they will face division championship and the Sertoma Bowl at Groves Stadium Nov. 15, 1975. There are two divisions of 7 teams each. The Jr. Pee \A/aa** C\ I 1A -? J "cc 3 aic 7 ttiiu ivyear-oia boys who are coached by community volunteers. They boast a booster club following of 400. The. next game is Sept. 27 at 10:00 a.m. on the Boys Club Field on Stadium rDrive. !! FISH!!! E _ itfi italev' NORTHSIDI ISIOE SHOPPING C SPECIAL tl 7R < S#7vtd with frtnch frtss X hush (Mippim | colt v * 40P1 m- _ j by Gewge Boole We are led to believe that in thing as thinking, that ail actions are the effects of instinct. I do not intend to expound on the why of the following experiences, but to just relate what happened and with witnesses yet. These happenings are probably no stranger than some experiences of other fishermen; . unlike the ones that cot awav. The incidents that I am relating happened at two different lakes and they are miles apart with no connections. The first experience with a bass that seemed to possess some intelligence was on the old Winston Lake. I rigged a minnow .at a depth of twemy-iour incnes ana towered it to the surface of the water and allowed it to struggle and disturb the water before dunking it to the rigged length. 1 lowered the minnow out of sight, the float followed going down and out; I had a bass on. My line went out slowly, so slow that I thought maybe I had hung a turtle. fSHU! f P * ENTER 4 t e ALL I \YOU VVCAH Jjitum | W BOXES ? ^ TO GO HONE 767-25694 FISHING the bass could swallow it: Bsssedr-wt6"again 1 set my hook, attempted to that is. The bass had let go of the minnow and it was crushed to death. 1 figured that I was a bit hasty in setting the hook. 1 put on another minnow and tried the spot again. The water boiled and down and out went the float this time much faster. I was more patient, this time the bass was allowed to make that last run a little loneer. When 1 could wait no longer I reared back to set the hook. Again the bass let go. How this bass could mangle a minnow, hold it in it's mouth and still manage to escape being hooked was really a wonder. I actually went through this procedure with a half-dozen minnows. Coy Traynham came on the lake for our fishing engagement. 1 did not tell him of the experience that I had just encountered so I advised him that he could possibly get .i, i.1 A. At A * suiiic ai'iiun llArO ItMA AM/I f rtMM A /I 1 ta>A?U auuiwiiu^ anu siuppcu. 1 WUUIU tug on the line and the bass would seem to answer by tugging back. This tugging back and forth would keep up until I thought that the worm was mouthed enough, then I would set the hook. Each time the plastic worm would come flying back. I finally turned the bass over to Hutchins and. he cast an artificial crawfish to it. The bass picked up the lure 3 and went through the same routine of traveling and stopping. Hutchins gave a tug to find out whether it was still on the other end, it was there and it gave a tug in response. u a iiuiwiiiiis siuuikcu a ti^arcuc down to the filter, trying to give the fish plenty of time to get the plug well inside it's mouth. Another tug and another response. That bass had been fooling around at least four minutes as though this was some kind of game. Well Hutchins could wait no longer so wham-o, he set the hook, the bass released the plug and it came back without any hesitation. The bass could not be outwitted. -Mriedto get E.H. Petree, a great bass fisherman on Salem Lake to make a try at that fish, but he said, "Oh no Ihave had my fill of that bass, it's just a waste ot time." He was probably right, but I enjoyed the challenge. Each year I ? hunt the area hoping that bass will make a mistake. Well you do not have to catch fish to enjoy fishing, I keep telling myself.