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This small football community has been credited with a legacy which includes 9 national championships (National Sports News Service), 22 state titles, 23 professional players, and 11 major college All-Americans. A walk along the shady tree-lined streets of the city reveals the full force of the Massillon tradition. Windows in barber shops and drug stores are adorned with high school schedules, pennants, and team action photos. Some of the merchants have even created elaborate window displays around their favorite players. The entire town appears to be painted orange and black - even fire hydrants have Tiger stripes. Crosswalks and mailboxes would probably be painted orange, too, if it were allowed. The proprietors in town explain it this way - Some poor guy might work eight hours a day down the street at the steel mill and be a nobody, but for ten weeks every fall he s a king because he s from Massillon.<br><br>The dream of every young boy in town is to become a varsity Tiger player. Junior high school is the gateway to Tigerdom, three years as demanding as any aboriginal society s rites of passage. The spuriously motivated, physically inept and psychologically unprepared are weeded out before they leave Lorin Andrews or Longfellow Junior High, where both equip three separate teams, hire three separate head coaches, and play an eight game schedule. Coaches come from all over to try and capture the  Massillon mysttrong to throw far, and these lifts were the way to get explosive and strong. <brWhile at Skyline Dan earned a scholarship to Utah State, where he mjored in history.  It was a tough decision to go to tah State because I would be leaving such a great environment for lifting and throwing, but I knew I needed to grow and to extend my vision of the world. After graduating Dan worked briefly in a cheese factory cleaning up, and it was at this point in his life that he made a criticl discovery:  I don t like cleaning up burnt cheese. Thus enlightened, Dan returned to school to get a master s degree in history and religious education.<br>At his athletic best, Dan was a competitor in what many regard as the  Golden Age of Throwing.  When I was a senior I threw 190, which was just a remarkable throw  until you compared it to national records, says Dan.  It s funny, because I was up at a track meet in Las Vegas this fall and I met a college coach from Delaware. When we got to talking about the numbers that I threw on Sunday, he said I would have dominated his conferene. I thought,  A 46-year-old man would have won his conference  that s amazing.  <br>Dan s athletic accomplishments and practical coaching wisdom eventually caught the attention of BFS President Dr. Greg hepard. The first time Dan met Greg was i 1980 at the Hill Air Force Base Powerlifting meet, where Da