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             accordingly, and I worked to honor his trust in me. He was my second
            father.  For whatever reason, he believed in me.  He used to start his
            pregame speeches by reminding us that it didn't matter whether we
            were playing for money, marbles, or chalk-the game demanded you
            give your best. That included playing by the rules. The way he taught

            us always stuck with me. To give less than your best or to cheat dis-
            honors yourself, your teammates, and the game itself.  Coach Lewis
            expected his players to honor the game at all times.  He was an old-
             school gentleman and the fiercest competitor I ever knew. If he was
            my  second father,  then the teams  at Hart High were  my extended
            families.  I felt camaraderie and kinship playing sports. The structure,
            stability, and camaraderie of team life  under Coach Lewis  replaced
            something that was sometimes hard to come by in my childhood. A
            team is a family, and a family is a team.
               Our tailback was a guy named Gary Yurosek. He later changed his
            last name to Lockwood and became an actor. He starred in the film
            2001: A Space  Odyssey,  among others.  Gary taught me  a lesson that
            would be driven home on many occasions when I worked in Holly-
            wood:  actors need their proper dose of attention. Gary felt  that he

            should be getting the ball more. I disagreed and explained that I was
            calling the plays that our coach wanted me to call. I wouldn't give in
            because it was what was best for the team. The argument got hot, and
            it brought a challenge to fight.
               I've always loved Westerns, and now I was about to star in my own
            standoff. Gary and I agreed to meet on the hill behind the high school
            after practice. I arrived on foot and waited for Gary for what felt like
            forever.  Then a brand-new Chevrolet rolled up. Gary got out slowly
            and strode over to me, and we stood nose to nose. I braced for battle.
            He  looked me  straight in the eye  and declared, "We  don't need to
            fight." I was relieved. Maybe Gary just wanted to see ifhe could bully
            me, or maybe he saw the light. Gary was the son of a wealthy farmer
            and was established in the town and at school. I was the new guy. Had
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