The tale of Two Coach Freemans.

Earlier this year Sweetwater traveled to Breckenridge for a football game.  The Mustangs and the Buckaroos use to be in the same district before Breckenridge dropped from Class 3-A to Class 2-A.

This game was of extreme interest to our family because it pitted Coach Freeman of Breckenridge against Coach Freeman of Sweetwater.

Ever since Breckenridge Coach Freeman was the head Coach at Hamlin, Memama has made her world famous "Whoop AZZ" peanut brittle, seven batches to be exact, and shipped it to him for him and his coaches to munch on while making preparations for the coming weeks game.  This ritual goes all the way back to Hamlin to Brownwood and now to Breckenridge.

I would be comfortable saying that the total number of batches would exceed 1500.  That would be 1500 cups of sugar.  750 cups of Karo syrup.  1500 dashes of salt. 750 pounds of peanuts. 2250 teaspoons of baking soda and 1500 tea spoons of vanilla extract.

The reputation of this Whoop Azz leads to a constant flow of visitors coming and going, making excuses to get their hands in one of the bags of peanut brittle.  Some stop to visit.  Others come to watch film.  Some to discuss problems with their child.  BUT, all of them come under false pretenses!

The week prior to the Sweetwater Breckenridge game, Memama concocted her special treat and shipped it to the athletic department at Breckenridge ISD, attn: Coach Freeman.  The famous candy is known throughout the post offices in Roscoe and Sweetwater.  The Roscoe Postmaster says she loves for Memama to come in to ship it because she smells like warm peanut brittle and by the time she leaves the whole post office smells that way.  Memama has even been know to fix an extra batch and take it to the postal service employees..

The week of the big game was at hand .  Game plans completed.  When the Mustangs arrived, Buckaroo Coach Freeman had reserved some Whoop Azz to share with the Mustang's Coach Freeman.

In the end Sweetwater's Coach Freeman used the shared Whoop Azz to beat Breckenridge's Coach Freeman with his own delicacy.

As luck would have it, Memama and Pat traveled to the Ball game and sat on the Breckenridge side.

The following day I was talking to Memama and asked her about the ball game.

 "We got beat", she said.

I asked her how could "we" get beat when she had Coach Freemans on both side lines.

We had a good laugh.  Memama wasn't sure Sweetwater Coach Freeman knew the story of the Whoop Azz so just to clarify things, she told him when he became a head coach, she would ship him Whoop Azz too.

And everyone lived happily ever after.

The End.