I was a freshmen at Newark Catholic that year and I can remember specific incidents very well (especially the stink bombs).
But Evans does more than just share his memories- he lets the reader experience a little bit of what it must have been like to play high school football in a small town in Ohio, to win a state championship, to play for the legendary J.D. Graham, to reach a life-long goal.
I'll remember my days at NC fondly and I will never forget the magic that J.D. Graham worked with average kids. Though I never played football for the man, he probably impacted me more than any other high school teacher I did have (with the exception of Jim Grove).