Young Davis Webb was not happy.
“Pissed,’’ Kevin Atkinson recalled.
It was December of Webb’s sophomore year of high school in Keller, Texas. The Indians were coming off a disappointing season, having missed out on the playoffs, and Webb started railing at his lot in life after he was summoned to the office of his head football coach.
Webb thought he should have been the starting quarterback, instead of playing one series for every two given to a senior teammate.
Atkinson did not need a lecture as to Webb’s competitive fire — “I’ve known him since he’s been in diapers,’’ Atkinson said — and as the teenager grew more and more agitated, he actually began to tear up with emotion and impulse.