I know you just skipped the first eight chapters and started right here. I understand. Like any lastborn, I would have done the same thing. I hope you’ll go back later to read some pretty important stuff you missed (it’ll sure help you understand everyone else in your family, your friends, and your co-workers), but meanwhile let’s begin with a little story of how Cubby Leman found his true calling in life.The year is 1952. The scene is a hot gymnasium at Williamsville Central High School in western New York. A hard-fought basketball game is in progress, and a skinny little 8-year-old kid is out on the floor trying to lead cheers during a time-out. Pinned on his sweater is an image of the team mascot—a billy goat.The game is as close as the air. The place is packed with screaming fans, but at the moment the fans aren’t screaming for the “Billies.” They’re all laughing at this little kid, who has gotten the cheer completely backwards and has forgotten what comes next. His big sister, captain of the Williamsville cheerleaders, looks embarrassed, but she has to laugh too, because this little kid is pretty funny.But is the little 8-year-old guy embarrassed?
