[Old School Hound]

^^^^

As much as Corbin and Middlesboro respected each other back in the day, those rivalry games were fierce, man. Fans would be lined up three and four rows deep on the sidelines, which, on occasion would create quite the powderkeg.

I've told this story on here before. September 17, 1976 . I rode to the 1976 clash at Middlesboro with a friend of mine. He was a loud-mouthed , arrogant son-of-a-gun. As that incredible game ended, with Corbin winning an emotional 10-9 game that effectively ended the Jackets' hopes for the postseason , my chum was doing his loud-mouthed, arrogant thing. Two Middlesboro fans trook exception to the loud mouth braggart. One of them pulled a swith blade knife, with every intent on doing some slicing and dicing of my friend and I. Fortunately for me and the loud mouth, Corbin's fearsome maniac of a lineman, first-team All Stater, R.C. Thomas , who I shared a class with that year, came along at just the right time and made them scatter. Oh, the irony! The guy who saved me from being "O.J. Simpsoned" that night would make news all across the state three years later when he woke up one night , got a butcher knife from his mother's kitchen , and butchered his mother and nephew to death at his mother's home in Gray, just outside of Barbourville.