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@CaseyDykes @WKU_Baseball L’s ⬇️ baby!!

#TOPS @WKU_Baseball

SAVE THE DATE! FREE Rabies Vaccination & Microchip Clinic in March! 🐾 📅 Saturday, March 28, ⏰ 10 AM - 1 PM 🏫 Jennings Creek Elementary School FREE for Bowling Green residents. Pets must be at least 4 months old. Cats must be in a carrier, and dogs must be on a leash.

Tops take game 3️⃣

Today, alongside the U.S. Attorney's Office - Western District of KY and Bowling Green Police Department, #FBILouisville announced federal charges connected to a 30-year-old cold case involving the kidnapping and murder of 7-year-old Morgan Violi. Thank you to our law enforcement partners and to the community for never giving up in the search for justice for Morgan and her family. @WDKYnews @BGKYPolice fbi.gov/wanted/seeking…

For the 8th year in a row, @LadyPurpleHoops are the 14th District Champions! They defeat Greenwood 64-36! Way to go Lady Purples!

Mwajuma from Mrs. Cotton’s class took over first place for 3rd grade girls @PotterGrayPride, with 32 words-per-minute at 98% accuracy.

Who wants it? 👀 RP for your chance to win this signed @_TJWatt jersey!

Car building and racing has started @PotterGrayPride for 5th, 4th and 3rd grades!

Here's a little song I just wrote. Dedicated to Al Gore. "GLOBAL WARMING" (Is Freezin' Us To Death) I'm startin' to think that @algore fella is full of shit? Feel free to rip this audio and make your own video version of it:)

Due to poor travel conditions, the WKU Baseball First Pitch Dinner scheduled for this Saturday, Jan. 31 has been canceled. The @WKU_HAF office will follow up with updated information and additional details next week.

Nashville is horrible and it’s snowing again. Tons still without power. Stay home if possible.

Our Fourth Annual First Pitch Dinner is THIS WEEK ⚾️🍽️ Join us on Saturday, Jan. 31 for the event featuring special guest speaker WKU Baseball alum Matt Rice Contact the @WKU_HAF office to secure a table or purchase tickets at the link below ⤵️ 🎟️: bit.ly/FirstPitch2026

TRANSFER PORTAL UPDATE: (And if you get this joke, we could totally drink moonshine together and be friends)

"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces. But I see everything. Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments. One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?" "6:15," he said, confused. "Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it." He blinked. "You... you can do that?" "I can now," I said. Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?" "Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing." He cried. Right there in the parking lot. Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic. But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!" "Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel." He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us." The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over." Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it. But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note, "Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends" People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket. I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece." So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones. Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees. It's not glamorous. But it's everything." Let this story reach more hearts.... Credit: Mary Nelson

This is an awful look for Bill Belichick. When you occupy the space Bill does, you should recognize what these games mean to opposing coaches. Jake Dickert even removed his hat as he approached to shake hands.

This Friday's Regional championship game vs Atherton will kickoff at 730 Eastern Time...630 Central Time. The game will be played at Waggener High School.

Every team that defeated Bowling Green this season won tonight and are still alive...let THAT sink in...(Owensboro Catholic...St X...Scott Co...South Warren...Christian Academy of Louisville...Franklin Co)

@PurplesFootball .@PurplesFootball wins 52-27 over Apollo to advance to the Regional Final next week on the road against Atherton. Go Purples!