Finished reading "Our boys: a perfect season." A book I purchased last Saturday when leaving El Paso, TX. It's about the Smith Center Redmen, a Kansas high school football team.
The writing was easy and somewhat engaging - the author is a journalist and used to clear, no nonsense writing, but he gets a bit emotional at the right time. He obviously drank the Coach Barta kool-aid, and can you blame him? High School coaches are amazing creatures - they are in many cases, molders of men and women. I may not remember the name of my Volleyball Coach, but I remember practically everything he said to me while in that Bushwick gym, over ten years ago now, about volleyball and about life. It's funny how these men and women manage to sneak in so many lessons while teaching you to play a game.
Coach Barta doesn't hold a light to Coach Taylor of Friday Night Lights fame, but then again, Barta is a real person. The kids were pretty good, too - they won the Kansas State championship with a perfect season, in a good underdog story kinda way. I wonder if there's good High School Football games going on in Cleveland, OH.
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