Empowering the Youth One Event at a Time

When the dark clouds gather on the horizon. When  thunder and lighting fill the sky. When fate is but a glint in the eye of a fallen Rattler, And hopes are lost friends. When the sinew of the chest grows weary, From those hard charging line backers, and the muscles and the legs grow tired, From those hard charging Running backs.

You must always remember that the

RATTLERS WILL STRIKE AND STRIKE AND STRIKE AGAIN!!!