Sender
Doi Johnson
Posted On
2010-09-14
Year
1985
Memoir
I remember moving to West Covina from Los Angeles and my father telling me, "You can go to this school called Bishop Amat, it's a football factory or you can go to your home school, it's called Nogales. It's right around the corner." I remember telling my dad, "I'll go to my home school the first year and if I can still play (I hadn't played football in 2 years because I didn't meet the weight limit... go figure), I'll transfer to Bishop Amat the next year." Well, when I got to Nogales and started playing football that first year, I knew there was NO WAY I'D BE GOING TO ANY SCHOOL OTHER THAN NOGALES HIGH SCHOOL! I'm a Noble for LIFE! GO NOBLES!