Sports
Lacrosse is a foreign concept to me. I grew up in the bucolic, mountainous wasteland of western North Carolina, where the idea of “sports” starts with football in the fall and ends with basketball in the winter. The warmer months are reserved exclusively for fishing and NASCAR. In my neck of the woods, lacrosse wasn’t just un-American, like soccer, tennis, or socialism—it didn’t even exist.
By
Sean Quigley
April 23, 2009