Field goals were the game
of the day with one of our
own, a recovered fumble,
a one hand catch and a
Wilson – Baldwin TD.

We crossed the bridge
over troubled waters, 10
points all we’d need.

Three field goals gave
the Viks 9. The Purple
Pride faded before our
defensive tide. You could

hear the moans right after
their last failed field-groan.

– Gerald A. McBreen, Pacific poet laureate