And I’m pretty sure North hasn’t spent the gross national product of a small European nation on its football program, nor that some of the very best players ever to begin their lives in the Moore, Purcell or Newcastle districts have moved into North’s simply because Daddy wants his kid to play for the best, get noticed and be the big man at a Class 6A high school.
The T-Wolves are homegrown. Like a big league team built from the ground up, that never shopped for players or had players shop for it. A program that’s had to earn everything it gets.
North is easy to root for.
Rooting for Jenks is like rooting for the Yankees, the Belichick-Brady Patriots, the Kobe-Shaq Lakers and the Bradshaw-Harris-Lambert-Ham-Greene-Greenwood-Stallworth Steelers.
Rooting for the Trojans is like rooting for the rich to get richer. For Donald Trump to do something outlandish and stupid. For Tiger Woods to win another major long before his game, life and marriage hit the rocks as he backed out of his driveway.
North coach Wade Standley has been on the other side of the East-West divide as Union’s defensive coordinator. I’m not sure what that does for the T-Wolves tonight, but if there’s a good way for a very good but slightly undermanned group of upstarts to get in the head of an indomitable foe, he ought to know.
We know how special Jordan Evans can be. Maybe he brings two kicks back and spends his defensive night making plays behind the line of scrimmage. And Peyton Gavras is as accurate as ever, and Channing Meyer and DJ Gasso are johnny-on-the-spot as ever, and Bryan Payne can find some open field and Jaxon Uhles and Tyler Sipe, and Evans too, can pick up yards on the ground when he can’t.