Then a female voice from downstairs said, ‘Jimmy? Jimmy? Where are you? Where is the orchestra?’ ‘Oh, shit,’ said Tom, ‘I forgot that Celia ...as coming.’ ‘Who’s Celia?’ several asked. ‘She’s the new understudy,’ Tom said, ‘and she’s here to have a run-through with us. Let me go downstairs. I don’t want her coming up here. If she knew about this, it would not be cool.’ Fortunately, Donald, the guy who’d just come, was the piano player. And, clearly a very nice guy because he said, ‘No, Tom, you. I didn’t know what the fuck it meant.”He looked over at me. I hadn’t moved since he started talking. I felt like a stone—I couldn’t move, couldn’t feel. I just listened.“I hung around Chloe more often and, without even realizing I was doing it, I encouraged her to invite you out with us, along with some other people, too, of course. I said I wanted to go out in big groups. It wasn’t until, like, another six months after that, about a full year after Chloe and I started dating, I realized what I. ’ I looked at the book. ‘Then why-‘ ‘Wait. What have we here? A few pages in the middle that are not hymns.’ I crowded in, but the discolored old writing was in Spanish, and not modern Spanish. I chuckled at my impatience. ‘Perhaps I’ll let you translate.’ ‘That might be best. So. It starts out with an apology to God for resorting to the deception of hiding his writing in a book of hymns. I like him already. He has respect for the sacred and a disdain for lies… this is grim reading. He stumbled. If you did not have at least a seventy percent grade in every class, you did not get to play until the grades were up to that mark. That was enough, often, to drive away young men with potential to play football. No Pass No Play was what the Texas Education Agency named in a new policy in 1984 where students must pass all their school courses with a grade of 70% or above, to be allowed to participate in any extracurricular activities such as athletics, band, orchestra or even the choir.The.