The Arcadet assignment was a pain in the ass–no equipment, no budget…

The one thing I was proud of was our “silent rally” (your printed-in-red “Non Rally”) in which we had a special issue of the Arcadet with canned dialog by the numbers. It was the usual stuff: Coach: “We’re going to kill our opponents tonight. What do you think X?” X: “Ah, gee, er, I guess so…” I recall the highlight (for me) was when one of our kids came out with a sign that read: “Come On Oakdale, Show them you can read!!!” I grew to have a profound distaste for high school athletics, especially grown men playing teenager roles.