High School Football Game Turns Violent When Players Start Beating The Snot Out Of Each Other

It just means more in the south

A high school football game in Georgia turned VIOLENT in the middle of a 42-0 playoff ass-kicking. 

It just means more in the south, baby! This is high school football. It's playoff time. Put up or shut up. State title on the line. Legacies at stake. You gonna be the hero, or the zero? 

OK, did I build it up enough? Good! Now, let's head on over to Brunswick, where the Red Elephants of Gainesville and Pirates took a break from a 42-0 snoozefest to beat the absolute piss out of each other and ultimately get the game called. 

Take a look!

It just means more

Whoaaaaaaaaaa Nellie! What a brawl. This is what it's all about. This is how we mold young men. Nothing beats a little Friday Night Lights beatdown. 

Down 42-0? Season clearly over? Nothing else to play for? Time to grab someone's helmet, rip it off like a band-aid, and fling it across the field like a ragdoll. Amazing. I'd love to say something like, ‘never seen that before!’ But, I covered high school football for a decade in Florida. I played it back in the day. 

I have 100% seen this before. A tale as old as time. The fellas have been getting their teeth kicked in for two hours, the clock is running because it's such a blowout, and tensions have officially boiled over. 

Nothing else to do except to start throwing punches and try to salvage what little pride you have left. 

I absolutely LOVE No. 72 here, by the way. He's the star of the show. This big HOSS sprints 50 yards to the action, lays someone out, flings another player to the opposite end zone, and then takes on the entire team by himself. 

He's had enough, clearly. This is someone you get in a foxhole with. Put that on tape and send it out to every college in the Bible Belt. He'll have an NIL deal before dinner tonight. 

How about No. 1, too? He steps in and tries to save his big pulling guard, only to be left to fend for himself and eventually get dragged about 40 yards to the goal line. Helmet goes flying. Pride out the door. Just chaos. 

What a scene. What a moment. 

This is high school football in the south. 

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Zach grew up in Florida, lives in Florida, and will never leave Florida ... for obvious reasons. He's a reigning fantasy football league champion, knows everything there is to know about NASCAR, and once passed out (briefly!) during a lap around Daytona. He swears they were going 200 mph even though they clearly were not.