Yep.. pretty accurate overall.
My sophomore year, we traveled to Edgar for their homecoming, Edgar I think was #2 in state at the time in the division.
Our QB, senior and son of the School District Administrator, upon arriving in Edgar announced he forgot his helmet, after trying on helmet after helmet of bench players, he "couldn't" find a helmet that properly fit.
Basically the candy ass didn't want to play because it was Edgar. There wasn't a player on the team that didn't want to beat the snot out of Ron that day. The coach pulled him as the starter going forward, until the DA stepped in.
We took turns drilling him in practice for then next couple weeks. Piss on the red jersey.. and the coach would mock scold us for hitting him.
I didn't care for QB's and their attitudes in camps, colleges and our own team. That day it was cemented... I hate'em.
"The oranges are dry; the apples are mealy; and the papayas... I don't know what's going on with the papayas!"