Mason’s Scarlet Punchers, those intrepid women “of a certain age,” who absolutely insist on enjoying life to the fullest, have as much “Puncher Pride” as anyone in Mason. We are mothers and grandmothers of former or current Punchers, and, like 90% of the people in this town, we don our purple on Friday night and traipse to the stadium, where we attempt to hoist our (overweight, arthritic, or tired - the adjective is your choice) selves into the bleachers.