Every football movie that I'll watch, you know, a Friday night light, remember to tight

it, you know, it always brings tears in my eyes because I know what those players went

through because I went through it myself.

It's the late 80s in Montclair, New Jersey, a diverse little town not far from New York City

where high school football is king.

Put on a Montclair uniform playing for Montclair, we like playing for the New York Aggies.

We're about winning state championships and there's nothing else that really matters.

The Montclair Mounties have won 27 state championships and in 1990, one team has a chance to be the best in school history

and among the top teams in the country.

I remember listening to the news and the sportscasters said the jets are so bad

Montclair High School could probably beat them.

Who doesn't want to be number one?

Nobody wants to be number two.

Nobody wants to be number three.

It's going to be us.

It has to be us.

Then the Randolph game.

We are at Woodman Field where it is a pack house estimate

possibly anywhere from 10 to 15,000 today to watch the North Jersey Section 2

group for championship game between Randolph and Montclair.

Two undefeated teams, one legendary state championship game.

The Montclair Mounties were dominating all the way through the fourth quarter

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