This is WSHIT's head sports reporter Jim.

Touchdown Jeffries.

Welcome to the game of the week.

That's right, I'm the same touchdown Jim that scored the final six points

in the state class D championship game back in 1976.

You may remember the game as fondly as I did.

Touchdown Jim, that's me, ran 72 yards in the wrong direction, confused by the bright

lights, only to be carried back by my quarterback to the opposing end zone where

the final touchdown was scored. And while I had not even made the team that year, we were

six players short that day because the opposing team failed to show up, and the coach made the call.

And that, my good friends, is how history is made.

That's how history is made.

We have a hell of a game for you tonight.

The crabapple nutbags, our boys, are facing their toughest competitors in the Sheboygan

sheep wranglers.

This, my friends, is as exciting as a six-to-seven-year-old tee-ball match is ever going to get.

So let's go down to the field where Coach Derek Ponderosa's fresh off probation and ready to give his pre-game talk.

Our goals are, listen, listen, our goals are to hit dingers.

Everybody better have their eyes on me.

Eyes on me, Rylan.

Hit dingers.

Disgrace the pitcher's family.

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