On the field, the younger Reid got the upper hand on the elder Reid. Albert Reid, a West Virginia recruit with shifty moves and an eye for open running lanes, rushed for 224 yards and three touchdowns to lead the Knights to a 46-6 win in a nonleague game in Northeast Washington.
Because Friendship Collegiate (8-1), a public charter school, competes as an independent and H.D. Woodson (5-4) plays in the D.C. Interscholastic Athletic Association, Friday’s game was essentially for bragging rights as the best team in the District. The Warriors are the three-time defending DCIAA champions, while the Knights have stepped into the spotlight with top recruits and a tough regional schedule.
Friendship Collegiate claimed those bragging rights, at least for one night. After a scoreless first quarter, the Warriors struck first after their defense forced a fumble and four plays later Ivell Washington scored on a one-yard run.
That would be the only score the Knights’ defense would surrender, as it gave up only 199 yards and eight first downs while forcing four turnovers. And with the running of Reid, that was more than enough of a defensive effort.
Friendship Collegiate scored first on a dazzling 40-yard run from Reid that featured his trademark touches: a couple jukes, him disappearing behind the offensive line and then some sharp cuts. Reid added another touchdown run in the third and a final one in the fourth.
“He’s got a lot of power in him,” said teammate and close friend Antonio Huff. “I always call him an ox because he never stops. He always keeps running and never stops his legs.”
After middle school, Reid chose to attend Friendship Collegiate, despite his father’s ties to H.D. Woodson, because of his connection with Knights Coach Aazaar Abdul-Rahim and assistant Minoso Rodgers.
Friday night’s game marked the third time that Reid faced his father; two years ago, he lost, while last year the Knights beat the Warriors, 26-6. This time around, Reid claimed his biggest victory yet over his father.
After the game, as the Friendship Collegiate players walked back toward the bus, Reid broke away from his teammates to go chat with a huddled group of H.D. Woodson coaches, which included his father.
“We have our little conversations,” Reid said. “But it’s nothing but a game. He’s still my father. I still love him.”