Leave No Doubt

In Loving Memory of Uncle Lenny

“When you wake up, I want you to ask yourself, ‘What can I do today to make a positive difference in the world? What can I do today to help somebody in need? What can I do today to be the best possible servant to my God?’”

- Leonard Anthony Schultz -

On the morning of June 24th, 2017, Lenny Schultz drove to Maryland to go fishing on his boat in the Chesapeake Bay with his brother, Edward, and his nephew, Albert. As Captain Lenny and his first and second mates slowly traveled through the no-wake zone, the shiny lettering of the boat’s name, Second Wind, reflected off the water’s surface. Upon exiting the restricted zone, Lenny shouted one of his favorite lines “I feel the need… the need for speed” and pulled down on the accelerator. They eventually came to a stop in the middle of the bay, securely anchored the boat, and casted their fishing rods into the dark-colored water. The three men chatted about the upcoming football season as they waited for a fish to bite, not knowing what would be at the other end of the line.

Driving home on the inner loop of the Capital Beltway, Lenny noticed his boat began to detach from the trailer hitch and immediately pulled over into the median. As the men frantically attempted to re-secure the boat, a box truck traveling at 60+ miles per hour drifted in their direction. They saw their lives flash before their eyes. 

Lenny killed at age 52. Albert barely survived. Eddie suffered minor physical injuries and lasting post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).

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Leonard “Lenny” Anthony Schultz was raised in Hazlet, New Jersey, where he earned the nickname “Backyard Brawler”. Growing up, Lenny could be found roaming the streets of his neighborhood beside the hip of his older brother Eddie with a football in hand, tucked high and away. He could also be found walking his little sister Chrissy to the bus stop or attending a Sunday morning church service with his mom and dad. 

From countless touchdowns scored on the football field to pins made on the wrestling mat, Lenny was a star athlete. He attended Raritan High School in New Jersey for freshman and sophomore year, followed by James Madison High School in Vienna, Virginia for junior and senior year. In high school, Lenny earned a 2-way starter position at fullback and linebacker and wrestled in the 185-pound weight class, winning multiple championships and placing at states. As a fullback, he was the man behind the scenes who got down and dirty to make everything run, carrying the team on his back while unselfishly crediting the glory to the quarterback. Lenny was a blue-collar football player. 

Upon graduating from Madison High School in 1983, Lenny advanced his academic and athletic careers at North Carolina State on a full ride scholarship. He played four years of varsity football and three years of varsity wrestling as a member of the Wolfpack family.


Following his graduation from NC State in 1988, Lenny decided to stay in North Carolina and start his own family. He married his college sweetheart and together they raised two kids. 

Several years later, his life flipped upside down. The changing economic conditions in North Carolina caused constant employee turnover within the job market, rendering it difficult to maintain a stable occupation. Lenny went from working as a salesperson for a synthetic grass company, to opening his own restaurant, and eventually manufacturing lumber. Although his professional career was unpredictable, his blue-collar mentality never ceased. On top of that, his marriage went South and ultimately ended in a divorce. 

Despite the heartache and darkness, Lenny never lost sight of his faith in God to point him in the right direction.


Lenny moved back to Virginia in 2004 in search of making a difference in the world. Although it was difficult to move hundreds of miles away from his kids, his trust in God gave him the strength to rediscover himself. He returned to his Alma Mater where he worked as a special education teacher and as an assistant coach for the football and wrestling teams. In 2011, Lenny accepted his “dream job” as the head coach of Madison’s high school football team. He built the Warhawks into a football powerhouse: going from underdogs with a 1-9 losing record in 2013 to Liberty Conference Champions with a 11-2 winning record in 2016. As the head coach for six years, he not only change the football program, he changed lives.

The news of Lenny’s death overwhelmed everyone with grief. He was too young to leave this world. He still had so much advice to give, so many lessons to teach, so many missions to achieve. 

By the age of 52, Lenny left an everlasting mark on the world. 

Over 1,000 people attended his funeral service at Vienna Presbyterian Church. The sanctuary was filled with family, friends, coaches, teachers, former teammates, players, students, and even ex-wives.


The story of Lenny’s legacy is not about fame and fortune. He will not be remembered for the amount of money in his bank account or for his tangible assets. He will not be remembered for the number of books published, for the amount of television appearances, or for being a public figure on social media. 

Lenny’s true legacy is etched into the mind of every life he touched. He will be remembered as a visionary coach, a devoted family man, an inspirational teacher, a selfless friend, and a guardian angel.



“Warhawks on three, Family on six, Believe on nine,” cheered Lenny during every game, every practice, every team huddle. Lenny stitched the Warhawks into a family, serving as a father-figure to hundreds. He didn’t define family by last names or bloodline. He believed that teammates who win together, lose together, cry together, and bleed together become brothers. “The culture he created was one where the team was your extended family, and to this day I remain close with many of the friends I made on the football team,” says former player Ryan Barrett. 

Lenny believed in everyone regardless of their background, their talent, their attitude. “Coach Schultz motivated me to go from being one of the worst players on my freshman football team to being a captain on the varsity football team my senior year,” says Stefano Devigili. “Coach Schultz changed my life.” 

Lenny believed in second chances. Noah Clemente, a former Madison player, values the opportunity that Lenny provided him, “Coach Schultz showed me the utmost respect and love when I was a troubled kid transferring high schools as a senior. I was blindsided by it. Due to that and his refusal to accept mediocrity from me, I was able to change my life.” 

Above all, Lenny believed in leaving no doubt. He encouraged all of his players to always give 100%, to put all that they had on the line, and to finish hard, strong, and with a purpose. Lenny’s death occurred with less than two months to go before the start of fall football. Refusing to give up, his players entered the 2017 season with a stronger bond and a harder work ethic than ever before. Johnny Hecht, a former captain, highlighted how Schultz’s legacy is incorporated into the team’s training every single day, “The final reps of a drill at practice, voluntary ones, are called ‘Schultz reps.’” 

As a coach, Lenny left no doubt. He gave people a reason to remember his name. Every Madison Warhawk plays for Coach Schultz, whether he is on the field or in heaven.



To Lenny, the greatest blessing in life is family. If you ever had the opportunity to engage in a conversation with Lenny, he applauded his father’s immeasurable wisdom, glorified his mother’s Puerto Rican cooking, idolized his older brother’s hard work ethic, and admired his little sister’s abounding strength. As the middle sibling, he was the glue that made his fabulous family of five stick together through thick and thin. 

His little sister, Christine Stone, won the battle with malignant colon cancer, yet struggles over her brother’s death every single day. “I am a cancer survivor and Lenny sat with me through many long hours of chemotherapy treatments. He helped me heal. He comforted me. He cared for my family. Now I wish I could do that for him,” says Christine. She recalls gracefully planting seeds in her garden when she received the phone call from her brother Eddie regarding the tragic news of the car accident. These seeds are like Lenny’s legacy: planting seeds in a garden he never got to see. This past year, Christine followed in her brother’s footsteps and took a position as a special education teacher at Madison High School. While Lenny will never get to see his sister carrying out his role as a teacher, his spirit has been beside her every step of the way. 

Lenny deeply loved all of his nieces and nephews as if they were his own children. “Uncle Lenny was more than just my uncle, he was like a second Dad to me,” says his niece Jaqueline Schultz. “He used to peep his head in the window during my sports practices, and now I believe it’s still the same. Although he’s no longer physically present on the other side of that window, I know he’s still watching and protecting me from above.” He was our protector.

Lenny’s youngest nephew, Roger “Bubba” Stone, played middle school football last fall, “but clearly something was missing and just not the same. No Lenny. I looked for him on the sidelines and he was not there.” Bubba looked forward to transferring to Madison to play for Lenny, “It has been my goal to play football and wrestle for Coach Uncle Lenny. I wanted to make him proud and to keep learning from him. I was going to live with him and go to his school. We were a team with a dream.” Bubba didn’t let Lenny’s death prevent him from playing football for him. As a current member of the Madison freshman football team, he gives his 100% in every play in honor of Lenny. While Lenny planted the seed, Bubba sprouted into a Madison Warhawk for his Uncle in heaven.



Through the lessons he taught, the examples he set, and the words he left unsaid, Lenny lead his life in a way that serves as an inspiration for us all. He worked as a special education teacher at James Madison High School for over two decades. Whether it be physical, emotional, or intellectual, Lenny only saw his students’ “disabilities” as possibilities. His ability to empathize and connect with others allowed him to address the individual needs and differences of everyone. One of his former students, Jacob Smith, recently earned the Eagle Scout rank through Boy Scouts of America and dedicated his “mentor pin” in grateful appreciation of Lenny. Jacob acknowledged Lenny as the most instrumental person in his high school journey – a teacher, mentor, and friend. 

Lenny was a teacher beyond the walls of the classroom; he was a teacher on the football field too. Lenny taught how to win and lose, how to get along with others to achieve a common goal, and how to go out and dominate. The lessons he taught on the field are presently manifested into his players lives. “The reason he was such a special coach is because the examples he set and the lessons he taught in work ethic, pride, and grit have carried through other parts of my life,” says Ryan Barrett. Lenny also taught integrity, sacrifice, and courage. Conor Sekas, a former player of Lenny, regards him as “a very big driving point in my life,” who ultimately helped influence Conor to play football at Clemson on the 2017 National Championship Team. “He taught us leadership, he taught us how to deal with adversity, he taught us essentially how to be a man,” says Conor. 

While everyone has the power to change the world, Lenny used his to make an inspirational difference.



Measuring 6-foot-3 and weighing 225 pounds, Lenny was a fearless warrior. He was the type of friend who would start a brawl with the bullies, jump in front of a car, or take a bullet for you. While they were fiercely competitive, Eddie regards his best friend Lenny as his “Champion.” The two brothers were a force to be reckoned with. Their competitiveness symbolized “brotherly love.” This chapter of life has been hard for Eddie without Lenny by his side; nevertheless, Eddie keeps writing the story in honor of his selfless best friend. 

Lenny’s soul radiated with unconditional love for everyone. He would give the shirt off his back to a friend in need, feed his lunch to a homeless man on the street, or offer maintenance repair to a handicapped neighbor. He put the welfare of his players before his own. Nick Conforti, a former Madison football player, said he would remember Schultz as “one of the few coaches who loved every player more than himself.” 

Whether he befriended a student sitting alone at lunch or comforted a player following a tough loss, Lenny’s charisma turned frowns upside down. Delegate Mark Keam of Virginia’s 35th district read a resolution from the General Assembly about Schultz, “Every time I saw Lenny and chatted with him, you could walk away smiling because he just made you smile. I just always remember he was such a gregarious guy who always made you feel like you were a part of his team, even if you weren’t wearing a uniform.” 

An irreplaceable friend and truly one of a kind, Lenny’s heart of gold could move mountains.



Lenny continues to spiritually leave a mark on this world. His role as a guardian angel is eternally present. 

The car accident on June 24th left Albert suffering from intracranial hematomas, a fractured skull, crushed eye sockets, swollen shut eyes, a broken nose, a demolished forehead, and buckets full of coughed up blood. During his extended stay in the intensive care unit at Fairfax Inova Hospital, his life was on the line and many were uncertain if he would survive. His miraculous recovery cannot only be attributed to the efforts of medical professionals, but also to the protection provided by his guardian angel up in heaven. Lenny delivered Albert a “second wind” to breathe freely. After being a patient at Walter Reed Military Medical Center for nine months, Albert returned to active duty as a Naval Officer. He fights for the United States of America. He fights for his Uncle Lenny. 

On the one-year anniversary of Lenny’s death, Eddie found the courage to visit his brother’s gravesite for the first time since his burial, “When I arrived at Fairfax Memorial Park, it was bright and sunny outside. After talking to Lenny for a while, the sky opened up and the clouds poured down rain.” That same night, Eddie began showing symptoms of hematuria. The doctors diagnosed him with renal cell carcinoma and estimated the cancer to be five years old. On the verge of metastasis, the cancerous cells were fortunately confined to his left kidney. Following a left radical nephrectomy, Eddie is cancer free. 

Lenny has the best seat in the stadium. He sees every pass, every tackle, every snap. Heaven is the number one vantage point.


There is no final chapter to Lenny’s legacy; it lives on through his family, friends, players, students, and every person who walks through the hallways of Madison High School. Lenny believed in chasing dreams, and as a result, his family established The Lenny Schultz Scholarship Fund in his honor. Two generous monetary awards are given out each year: to a football player/wrestler and to a student in the special education department, in hopes that they attend a higher-level institution to pursue their dreams. Lenny envisioned a locker room next to the football field for team meetings; however, the athletic department denied his request. The year following his death, thanks to the efforts of Madison Principal Greg Hood, local builder John Sekas, and the entire Vienna Community, Lenny’s dream became a reality. Lenny’s inspirational presence is everywhere. His face is illuminated on Madison’s Athletic Hall of Fame for wrestling and football, his mother’s cooking is enjoyed at team dinners, his life is celebrated at the county fair on the first football game of the season, “leave no doubt” is etched in everyone’s minds, and “LS62” is imprinted on the team’s helmets, shirts, and wristbands.

There is no doubt that Lenny’s legacy will live on forever.

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Fast Track


On June 22nd, 2015, Clayton Forman and Matt Greason got on a plane headed to St. Kitts. The plane landed on a, what seemed to be, perfect day. Clear skies, blue water and an endless horizon. Ready to start their two week journey on the small Carribean oasis, Forman and Greason got into the car with their mentor, John Roddick. The views were impeccable and it immediately caught the eye of the entire crew. What also caught their eye was a bus — plowing around the corner, on track for Forman’s passenger door.


Growing up in Potomac, Maryland, it is quite evident that prestige was on the horizon. There was nothing but success in sight — winding roads with large homes and luxury cars are abundant in this Washington, D.C. suburb. From politicians to professional athletes, they had it all. Forman’s life was destined for the fast track to success.

Forman started St. Alban’s School in the Fall of 2012. Wanting to follow in his father’s footsteps, he had his eyes set on Yale. Standing 5’10” and weighing only 130 pounds, he was not turning heads with his stature. Rather, he sprung off the track with ease that could not be taught. His agility and quickness earned him the only freshman spot on the decorated and prestigious varsity track team.

Forman was a highly anticipated freshman; ranked number one in the state in the Class of 2016 and expected to compete with the best runners in the region. He quickly caught Coach Ehrenhaft’s eye as soon as he started to effortlessly glide across the track during the Summer of 2012. “He was a flawless runner,” explained Ehrenhaft. “I have seen a lot of kids run but I knew as soon as I saw him run that he had the ability to be great if he applied himself.” His potential was endless and Forman was determined to reach his full ability.


As Forman saw a bus speeding around the corner and closing in rapidly, he knew he was at the mercy of the driver. “I saw it out of the corner of my eye but no one thinks they are going to get into an accident” described Matt Greason. The bus was barreling towards the team like a game of chicken they weren’t in control of — and there wasn’t anything he could do about it. A second later, the bus collided, full speed, into Forman’s passenger door, sending it flipping down the road leaving the lives of the passengers in question.

Within what seemed to be years, Forman found himself looking out of a hospital window, listening to the clucking chickens outside and complaining about excruciating pain. “I woke up and I thought my back was broken,” said Forman. He recalls his stay at the hospital being concerning. Not knowing the injuries he incurred, he was worried that the care needed for his injuries were not available due to the lack of resources and technology on the small island of St. Kitts.


The competition in the private school division was strong. St. Alban’s went head to head with schools that recruited athletes from all over the country. Gonzaga, Georgetown Prep and Episcopal always loomed in the background, waiting to take revenge on the notoriously strong St. Alban’s Track and Field team.

Warming up for the first meet of Forman’s freshman year, the team was dancing around in excitement — knowing that this was their year to make a run for the state title. Five athletes on the team had offers from major Division I programs — including Tai Dinger, a Stanford commit and one of the fastest mile runners in the country. “Ever since freshman year I had great mentors. It sounds cliche, but they were really fast and they pushed me to be better.” said Forman. The team’s confidence and belief was strong but the individual path to victory was long and, clearly, unknown.

Forman’s first few races of his 2012 Freshman season were nerve racking and lacking grace. But, once he got his legs and nerves settled, he was able to compete with the best runners in the state. Forman ended the season with several 2nd place finishes but could never chase down Dinger. “If I want to be like him one day, I am going to have to really work for it.” said Forman. “But I could run track at Yale or Stanford and that’s the ultimate goal,” Forman dreamed. This motivated him to be better and to train until he was the fastest mile runner on the team.


The resources on the island in-fact proved to be insufficient. “They wouldn’t even do an x-ray and I had just been hit by a bus going 50 miles per hour,” Forman described with frustration. Doug Forman, Clayton’s father, decided to take matters into his own hands.

Being a surgeon, he knew exactly what he needed to do. He decided that Clayton had to return to the U.S.; however, due to Clayton’s his injuries, he could not make it home on a commercial plane. Luckily for them, Greason and Forman’s fathers were fortunate enough to charter a jet and fly Forman home in order to get Clayton home and get the medical care he needed. “It was kind of ridiculous but that’s what they decided to do,” he chuckled.

Returning to the U.S. was a relief in the Forman household. His parents were now able to take care of him and hope he recovered well enough to return to his normal self.


His early success and exposure landed him several recruiting letters and unofficial visits to a few schools of interest. “Sophomore year was the year I started getting letters. It started off with really small schools.” said Forman. “Amherst sent me a letter and that is when I started to consider running track in college.” The season was off to a quick start and Forman began winning large invitationals. Running track at Yale no longer seemed like a far fetched goal.

When Forman’s best friend from childhood, Joe Siciliano, committed to play lacrosse at Yale, his mind was made up. He was going to run track at Yale if the offer was presented.

In the Spring of Junior year, Forman was on fire. He ran a four minute and fifteen second (4:15) 1600m — landing him one of the top 25 times in the country. Being one of the best runners at one of the most prestigious private schools in Washington D.C., all of the elite schools were reaching out. “This is when I really started to get national attention. Since I wasn’t able to directly speak to the coaches, Coach Ehrenhaft had a lot of conversations with the Yale coach. Then I visited Stanford and met with the assistant coaches and familiar faces on the team.”

Everything was going as planned and the future seemed luminous. The wind was now at his back and his momentum was carrying him through the finish line.


Forman’s injury left him bed ridden for the next few months and his hopes and dreams of running collegiate track in jeopardy.

Day after day, Forman did his rehabilitation hoping he would be able to stride like he used to. He knew he wasn’t as strong as he had once been and he was growing more impatient as time passed. “There is nothing worse than not being able to do what you’re best at,” Forman described. After several months and rehabilitation progressing, Forman tried to hop back on the track. Unfortunately, the attempt was lackluster. “Whenever I would run, it felt like my head wasn’t on my shoulders,” he explained.

After several months, Forman’s back was not recovering as he hoped and reality hit. He was no longer able to competitively run. The once starstruck runner was now having to refocus on something new. The track was no longer an activity, but a reminder of the fragility and unpredictability that life is susceptible to.

The college hunt was now refocused — on a more long distance academic goal, rather than a sprint to the finish.

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Wendys, VHS, and Football Film

Luke Goldstein at UVA Football Practice

“I was just standing there in the parking lot of a rural North Carolina Wendy’s” Luke Goldstein remarked “I looked like I was about to do a drug deal”

            Walk into the University of Virginia Football offices and turn right and you enter a hive of activity. The analysts sit in the back end of the cavernous room, eyes glued to their computers. As you look towards the front of the room, you are forced to take in a wall that is covered in televisions. As you look to the left and the right, you can find nearly a dozen desktop computers scattered around the front half of the room. Players and coaches alike sit at these monitors, gathering the intel that they need in order to win that Saturday. And in the midst of all these machines and people, you find Luke Goldstein.

            Goldstein’s desk sits in the front left corner of the video room, on his desk he has two computer monitors and a television directly above him. Covering his desks are memos from the athletic department, the head coach, and personal mementos.

            If the University of Virginia football program was Batman, Goldstein would be Alfred. As the team’s video coordinator, he serves coaches and players video on a digital platter, and they use it to understand their enemies. The amount of things that he helps the team with seem to grow every week. Ever since he started the job in 2002, he has pioneered a number of changes in the video department. This has led him to become the assistant athletics director for video services in 2013.

            Football from the very beginning has been a game of strategy. Coaches and players scheming for the best possible way to beat their opponents. From this, the forward pass, the shotgun snap, blitzing, and modern football itself has grown from this. Off the field, modern medicine, nutrition, and recovery techniques have significantly improved and have helped players stay on the field. But, the most important aspect that many people often skip over is film study.

            Film study has grown exponentially in importance and prestige since its inception. It has evolved from film rolls in projectors, to VHS tapes, and now has moved to a completely digital platform. This new digital platform has led to an explosion in popularity in addition to how we study and analyze the game.

            Goldstein is originally from New York, growing up he knew that he wanted to be on television. This is a passion that followed him into college at Syracuse. But, his desire to be in front of the camera faded after he found out he couldn’t ever remember his lines. This led him to go behind the camera and this kick-started his career.

            He started in the equipment room for the football team and then later transitioned into shooting video for the rest of the athletics department. He shot lacrosse and also worked with the basketball team.

            After college he was able to secure a job with ESPN and he helped with the program Sports Center. Fortunately, after a few months he got a call from his old coordinator and he wanted him to come down and interview for a job with the Jacksonville Jaguars. He flew down to Florida on his own dime and interviewed for the job. He didn’t have a place to stay so he stayed with his old coworker and helped him hang Christmas lights. It was shortly after this that he decided to hire Goldstein for the job. This was a risky move as the head coach, Tom Coughlin, did not want him to be hired as he wanted someone with more experience. Thankfully for Goldstein, the video coordinator disregarded his head coach and hired him anyways.

            When Goldstein was hired, the Jaguars had just become a NFL franchise and it had to sign players to its roster. The first thing that Goldstein shot for the Jaguars was a free agent tryout. The problem was, he had never shot football before so he screwed it up until they showed him how.

            Football is shot in three different ways. The first is the game clock. This shot prefaces the play and gives context such as down and distance, who possess the ball, and time left in the game. The second shot is a wide shot which shows all the players on the field. This shows the whole play and all the routes and motions that players do. The final shot is the tight shot which is directly behind the offensive line. This helps to show blocking and blitzes by the lines.

            When Goldstein was with the Jaguars, they used all tapes to document their games and practices on. So he shot practice with a Beta SP. They had multiple racks of DVRs and processors so that they could separate the film between offense, defense, and play/blitz types. This whole process took about two to three hours and was one of the most advanced systems that money could buy. Goldstein estimates that the whole setup costs millions of dollars.

            After working for the Jaguars for three seasons he took the head video coordinator job for the University of Southern California football team. He was able to work with athletes like Carson Palmer and coaches such as Marvin Lewis. This was the first time that he was in charge of the whole process.

            He had to overhaul the entire way that the team shot and sifted through film as the old way was very outdated. He came to this profound conclusion after it took him six hours to sort the film after his first practice “I wanted to quit” Goldstein remarked.

The technology that they were using was similar to the NFL but it also lagged behind in the way that the film was sorted. He had multiple decks of VCRs and computers in order to be able to sort through the film quicker. It was during his time at USC that film started to go more digital. But, they still had to transport all the film the old fashion way.

Due to the continued heavy reliance on tapes to store film, video coordinators had to manually ship the film to other schools so they could use it to scout. This process could take a number of days especially if the team was on the opposite coast. If the game was played on Saturday, the worst case scenario was that the film wouldn’t be there until Wednesday.

Coordinators had to drive the film to the airport and ship it from there. And after 9/11, they had to start using carrier services in order to transport it far distances. For teams that were within about six hours of driving. Goldstein would meet the other coordinators halfway and end up waiting in a lot of strange places. Often he would pay one of his student interns to drive so that he could spend time with his family.

He left USC in the early 2000’s and became the head video coordinator for the entire XFL. While he was in their employ, he started capturing video directly into computers which was a turn from the capturing it on tapes. By directly putting it into a computer it took a shorter amount of time to process and make it available to coaches and players.

After the league folded, he worked on computers for a few months but hated it so much he put his name back into the job market for a video coordinator position. He was hired by the University of Virginia in 2002 and has remained there ever since.

During his time at Virginia, he has transitioned completely away from using VHS and now everything is digital. Once a game or practice finishes, the upload to the database is completed within minutes. He has film on every single team in the NFL and nearly every FBS college team readily available for coaches and players. Perhaps his favorite advancement is that film can be sent by file between teams rather than him driving hours to pick up a box set of VHS tapes.

The amount that film capture and processing has changed since the advent of the digital age is simply staggering. Goldstein explained that on each of the decks that used to process film, they could only hold 160 gigabytes. Now they have equipment that can hold 3 terabytes (one terabyte is 1000 gigabytes). This easy access film has led to the rise of highlight videos, and websites such as Hudl and DVSport. These sites help high school athletes make videos to help them get recruited, these sites also help college teams share film with each other.

Working with film is a constantly evolving job and there is no guarantee for what happens next. Luke Goldstein has gone from VHS tapes to completely digital and he is ready for whatever is going to happen next.

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