I actually remember a couple of those in Texas too. Being from Texas you know about how it's really weird that even though it's below 32 degrees, it doesn't really freeze or snow there; at least in the large cities due to the trapped heat. Played an 8th-grade game where it was raining, but didn't freeze, so we were just wet in that cold the whole game. Being the center, I had a guy on the sideline dedicated to keeping my hands dry and rubbed down the whole game to keep them somewhat "bendy." Won the game 8-0. Headed to the locker room and realized that my hands were so frozen that I couldn't grip the latch to pull it up to open my locker. Had to sit there for 15 minutes waiting for the ability to pinch my fingers together to open the locker.
The thing I always remember about that game/season was 1) our coach making us "warm up," butts on the ground stretches, in the water puddles on the field as the opponent's bus pulled in and 2) sitting in that locker room after the game waiting for my hands to thaw out. I thought our coach was kind of crazy for having us in that water before the game, but looking back, it was genius. The other team got there and avoided the water as long as they could and no one on their team hit the ground until the game started. Our team drove that first possession, being about as comfortable as you can be while wet and freezing, and scored while the other team got accustomed to being wet. Once they got over tiptoeing on the field and trying to avoid falling in the slime of mud and freezing water, they settled down after that first drive, but it turned into a stalemate for the rest of the game; giving us the win.