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Sunday, August 6, 2023

CHAPTER 5
Where legends played


In Johnson County, Ind., the accomplishments of Mike Gillin and son Casey at Indian Creek High School are legendary. 

Mike Gillin (shown at right in a photo he provided) introduced the spread offense to his Class 2A Indian Creek High School football team when he hired on as head coach in 2001. Local residents affectionately referred to the offense as “pass happy.” (In just a few short years, the spread – or “pass happy” offense – also would be introduced at South Newton High School, 135 miles north of Trafalgar.)

Spread offenses at the time were few and far between in high school football. College coach Urban Meyer had been using them at his stops at Bowling Green, Utah and Florida and would do so again at Ohio State in 2012, and it was at the turn of the millennium that high school coaches who liked what Meyer was doing decided to try and implement that approach in their high school playbooks.

And the true progenitor of the spread might well be Stewart “Red” Faught, Franklin (Ind.) College’s longtime head coach (1957-1988). His offensive playbooks tilted heavily in favor of the passing game for years.

The “spread” got its name because of its use of three, four and sometimes even five pass receivers who spread out from core offensive blockers on the line of scrimmage. By using that scheme, “spread” also is what the offense wants to do to the defense; the spread forces defenses to pull people (usually linebackers) away from the area of the offense's center and quarterback to cover the extra receivers. And if defenses don’t do that, they risk leaving a receiver open, something quarterbacks seek to exploit, hopefully for long-yardage gains.

Some sons might have difficulty playing a sport coached by their father, but not Casey Gillin, who today still holds or ranks high among Indian Creek’s career, single-season and single-game passing records. Casey’s astounding 60 touchdown passes in 2002 remain a single-season record for Indiana high schools, and his 8,806 career passing yards rank 14th all-time among state high school players.

Mike and Casey Gillin brought immediate success to the Indian Creek football program. In 16 seasons as head coach at the school, Mike had a win-loss record of 140-45. Those 140 wins are just 22 short of the aggregate total (162) of all 10 coaches who preceded him at Indian Creek.

And after never having enjoyed a season with double-digit victories in the preceding three decades, the Indian Creek High School Braves went 10-1 and 12-1 with Casey at quarterback in 2001 and ’02.

After graduating from Indian Creek, Casey enjoyed three outstanding seasons quarterbacking teams at the University of Indianapolis, better known today as UIndy, a NCAA Division II school in adjacent Marion County, directly north of Johnson County. 

In December 2021, several years after Mike and Casey had departed Trafalgar to pursue other interests, Casey sparked hope for a new wave of success at Indian Creek when he returned to his high school alma mater to take over as head coach. 

In 2022, his first season at the helm, the Braves finished 7-4; the team’s record in 2023 was 8-4. But in January 2024, Casey announced he planned to leave Indian Creek to join his father, head coach at Mooresville (Ind.) High School, for the 2024 season to serve as offensive coordinator. 

Then in January 2025, Casey accepted the job of offensive coordinator for Wabash College’s football Little Giants but spent only one season there. In December 2025, he was named head coach at Mooresville, succeeding his father, who had stepped down at the conclusion of that season.

Good friends Kyle Ray, Caleb Raley and Kolby Harrell went out for the Indian Creek High School football team in 2003, their freshman year. All three played primarily on the junior varsity that first year.

Caleb played defensive end and wide receiver on the varsity squad from sophomore year thereafter. He said the defensive end position fell into place because he was tall (6-foot-3) and because, by the time he was a senior, he weighed 225 pounds.

Kolby, still slight of stature, made the varsity his sophomore year, but saw no live-action playing time that year or the year after. But he was not deterred; he enjoyed the team camaraderie and practiced diligently with special teams and defensive cornerbacks.

Meanwhile, Kyle played full time in the defensive backfield sophomore and junior years. He had wanted to start at quarterback and lead the offense, but at the time, another stellar quarterback, southpaw Matt Rogers, who succeeded Casey Gillin, was starting ahead of him.

Kyle spent his sophomore and junior years as Rogers’ backup on the offensive depth chart. Kyle (#10) and older brother Justin (#5) are shown above in a family photo from the 2004 high school football season at Indian Creek.

Mike and Casey Gillin and Matt Rogers weren’t the only legends Kyle and Justin Ray were following at Indian Creek. The brothers also were legacies of Rob Ray, their father.

When Rob played at Indian Creek, the Braves compiled 6-4 seasons his sophomore and junior years. The Trafalgar community got really excited during his senior year, 1975, when Rob – then known as Robbie – directed head coach Tom Scott’s run-dominant wishbone offense to near-perfection. The Braves went undefeated through the regular season and came one game short of playing for a state championship.

The Braves finished 9-1 that season, their only loss coming at Lawrenceburg, 26-7, in their first game of the postseason.

In 1975, the Indiana High School Athletic Association was in only its third year of class-division postseason football, and only four teams qualified for the postseason in each of three classes. (As yet, there were no sectionals or regionals.)

Hence, there was a maximum of just two games a team could possibly play in the postseason, so the “playoffs” for a championship entailed what amounted to a semifinal and a final.

A Ray family photo at left shows team co-captains Rob Ray (10) and Pat Haugh (55) just before the start of the postseason game vs. Lawrenceburg.

Had Indian Creek beaten Lawrenceburg in what constituted the Class A tournament’s semifinal game, the Braves not only would have played for the championship the following week against Wes-Del, but they also would have hosted that game. Instead, Lawrenceburg hosted the final, beating Wes-Del, 28-14.

Robbie Ray ranked third in Johnson County in total rushing yardage in 1975. He had 789 yards on 96 carries, and his average of 8 yards per carry was best among the top 11 rushers in the county. He ranked third in the county in passing yardage (640) and was tied for first in touchdown passes (12), according to statistics published that year in the Johnson County Daily Journal.

When the then-United Press International wire service announced its all-state team at the end of the 1975 season, Robbie Ray was included as an honorable mention.

After graduating third in his high school class in 1976, Robbie went on to play wide receiver for Red Faught at Franklin College, which is a short drive northeast of Trafalgar.

In 1976, Faught was in his 20th season as the school’s head coach, and he would go on to coach for 12 more seasons, compiling a record of 160-139-61 at Franklin when he stepped down following the 1988 season, making him the winningest football coach in Franklin College history. Faught was inducted into the Indiana Football Hall of Fame on June 27, 1981, seven years before he stepped down.

In 1979, Robbie’s senior year at Franklin College, the Grizzlies finished 6-4 and in second place in the Heartland Collegiate Conference. Robbie was named second team NAIA All-America and was voted the Grizzlies’ and HCC’s Most Valuable Player.

Rob graduated Franklin College cum laude, earning a bachelor’s degree in business and accounting. At graduation, he was honored as the president of the Delta Mu Delta business honorary, was named to the Alpha Scholastic Honorary and was presented the Wall Street Journal Award for his outstanding performance in the classroom.

Kolby Harrell’s recollection of Rob Ray’s good personality agrees with the recollection of at least one person at Woodbury & Co. in Franklin, which today goes by the name Woodbury Group. The accounting firm is where Rob spent the majority of his working career.

“I know a lot of accountants, and Rob was not like a lot of accountants,” said Max Woodbury III, a teammate of Kyle Ray at both Indian Creek High School and Franklin College.

Rob and Max III’s years at the accounting firm didn’t overlap much, but Max was familiar enough with Rob to say that Rob “had a good personality and didn't mind speaking to clients. People liked him, and to this day, some of my old clients bring him up somehow in our conversations.

“Most accountants just want to sit behind the computer and prepare tax returns, but Rob was willing to explain and answer questions … a lot like my dad, who is the same way. I try to be the same while I am running the business currently.”

As for teammate Kyle Ray, Max said: “I remember Kyle as a humble and athletic quarterback. Seemed to me he was always happy and smiling, which helped me be a better person.”

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Justin Ray, Rob’s older son, got his 15 minutes of fame early in 2004 in his junior year on Indian Creek’s basketball team, although, as it turned out, it entailed more than just 15 minutes.

Late in the regular season, some parents in the Indian Creek High School community – including those who had boys on the basketball team – were at the apex of a protracted disenchantment with the way they felt Indian Creek boys basketball coach Larry Angle favored his son, senior J.R. Angle, over and beyond what other players and the parents felt was normal.

They had complained about this as far back as when Larry Angle first started coaching at the school three years previously.

The parents heard players say the coach repeatedly instructed them to pass the ball to J.R., a prolific scorer who eventually obtained a scholarship to play the sport collegiately at the University of Iowa.2

Two years into Larry Angle’s term as coach, according to Kyle Ray, the athletic director was hearing the complaints, too, and investigated. He found the complaints to be valid and recommended to the School Board that coach Angle be removed, Kyle said. But the School Board declined to do so.

So here it was, two years later, in February 2004, and the issue was still hanging over the boys basketball program. Even though J.R.'s high school career was winding down, a few parents decided that unusual – and unorthodox – action was required, action that would eventually make news headlines throughout Indiana and beyond.

According to news reports at the time, a group of parents approached Justin Ray one day and offered him money to execute what could best be described as a “purpose prank” during the last home game of the season, which coincided with the team’s annual Senior Night.

The purpose of the prank – or stunt  – was to expose the coach’s longtime favoritism in a public way, in front of witnesses, i.e., the crowd at a home game. The parents asked Justin to pass the ball to J.R., exactly per the coach’s oft-repeated instruction, but not while the two players were on the court together. They wanted Justin to be on the court during live play and J.R. to be sitting on the bench after having been removed for a substitute.

For a period before the Senior Night game, Justin had talked to Kyle about the ongoing issue and said he was contemplating doing something publicly to stand up for himself and the other players on the team, Kyle said.

It was unclear whether the angry parents had approached Justin about doing the stunt before or after Justin first confided in Kyle. But Kyle said he knew before Senior Night that his brother was considering doing something demonstrative – and unusual – that evening.

On Senior Night – J.R. was the only senior on the team that season – the Braves were playing Johnson County foe Greenwood. Late in the fourth quarter, Justin and Kyle were sitting on the bench together when coach Angle told Justin to go into the game for J.R. When that happened, Kyle said, he thought to himself: “Oh man, it’s going to happen. Is it going to happen now?”

He didn’t have to wait long to get an answer. It did, indeed, happen. Kyle said he saw his brother make the pass to J.R., now sitting on the bench, and Kyle said he saw J.R. catch the ball. But Kyle said his eyes didn’t linger on J.R.; he was immediately drawn to look at the crowd because of how fans were reacting.

“The student section went nuts. Some of the parents cheered,” Kyle said.

Parents came up to Justin after the game and gave him $45 for his trouble. Justin no doubt had an inkling he’d get an earful from school officials about the stunt (and he did), but what he probably didn’t realize immediately was how his acceptance of $45 would make matters considerably worse for him.

At the time, an amateur athlete at any level of competition was not allowed to accept monetary compensation for anything that was part of or could be tied to amateur sport competitions such as high school basketball. This was well before the name, influence and likeness (NIL) compensation rule was adopted in college athletics.

In short order, Justin returned the money and apologized to coach Angle, to J.R. and to the school, according to Justin's mother, Karen Ray. But apologies would not make trouble associated with the acceptance of cash vanish immediately.

Kyle Ray fiercely defended Justin and his action, but he also defended J.R. Angle.

Justin didn’t pull the prank to shame J.R., Kyle emphasized. He did it to send a message to the school “that this was what we were trained to do – to pass the ball to J.R.

And as for J.R., Kyle said: “J.R. was a victim just like everyone else. J.R. was a good guy. I imagine it was tough on him.”

Justin remained on the hot seat for several months afterward. Very soon after the game, he was suspended from the team. At first, the suspension was just for the rest of the season, which involved only a few games. But later, the Indiana High School Athletic Association – the regulatory authority of all high school sports in Indiana – announced that Justin would be suspended from participating in any interscholastic sports for his entire senior season, 2004-05.

Meanwhile, the School Board finally parted ways with coach Angle following that school year. It also decided not to renew the contracts of its athletics director and superintendent of schools.

Karen Ray said that at some point before the next school year, when the fury over the incident had long subsided, she and Justin sat down with IHSAA commissioner Blake Ress and negotiated a much less severe punishment for her son: Justin would be suspended for just his first four athletic games/meets in his senior year. Those all turned out to be golf meets, so Justin was able to play a full football and basketball schedule in his final year of high school.

Karen said she and husband Rob were aware of the community unrest with coach Angle’s alleged favoritism on the team at the time. “Justin had friends on the team who were not happy,” she said.

But she said she and Rob were not aware that parents had approached Justin to do the “purpose prank” or to offer their son cash compensation to do it. “If we had been (aware), we would have stopped it,” she said. The months from February 2004 until the fall “were one of the worst times of my life,” she said.

In the weeks after the incident, Rob and Karen tried to help the community heal from the incident by writing an impassioned letter, via the Letters to the Editor forum in the Johnson County Daily Journal. Published in the newspaper’s editions of March 10, 2004, the letter urged the community to move on.

“Justin has been miserable, along with other students, teammates and, yes, even adults,” they wrote. It was unfortunate, they continued, that Karen and Rob did not know about the plans ahead of time so they could stop the prank and meet with the adults who thought it was a good idea to give Justin money for doing what he did.

“Yes, it was in poor judgment, and for that they are remorseful and have expressed their sorrow to our family. But in our own son’s words, ‘Parents did not influence me.’ He has been truthful and forthright from the beginning. Yes, kids do make mistakes, and we should be there to help them learn from them.”

“Now to the important issue. This community needs to come together to heal and forgive. There has been too much hurt on both sides of this issue. We want to be part of the solution, not the problem.”

In his interview for this story in 2022 – 18 years after the incident – Justin Ray declined to discuss details of the prank other than to say, “When you’re young, you make decisions, and you have to live with them.”

An interesting twist of fate occurred a decade or so later: The Nineveh-Hensley-Jackson United School Corp. hired Justin Ray as athletics director, serving first at Indian Creek Middle School and later at the high school.

And while Justin declined to discuss the prank at length, he did say that a man who officiated that 2004 basketball game between Indian Creek and Greenwood was assigned to work a game at Indian Creek High School in 2014, when Justin was athletics director. Justin said he and the referee crossed paths that evening, neither recognizing the other at first.

The two began talking, and the referee told Justin that the last time he had worked a game at the school was the night an Indian Creek player threw a pass to a teammate sitting on the bench near the end of the game. Justin said he turned to the referee and said, “Would you believe that the guy who threw that pass is standing in front of you?”

After serving in those director of athletics jobs for several years, Justin left the school district in April 2017 to be a supervisor of grounds at Whiteland High School in the Clark-Pleasant Community School Corp., which is in northeastern Johnson County, Ind. Justin has since left that job, too, to sell insurance for Aflac Inc., also in Johnson County.

When not working, Justin today serves as associate online campus director for Emmanuel Church in Johnson County.

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With Matt Rogers at quarterback in 2003, ’04 and ’05, Indian Creek’s football teams finished with records of 9-3, 10-1 and 7-4. Rogers led Indian Creek to undefeated Mid-Indiana Football Conference championships in 2004 and ’05, but the Braves lost in the postseason sectionals both years to Brownstown Central (as well as in 2003, when South Decatur won the league title). After graduating high school, Rogers had a successful career quarterbacking at Marian University, an NAIA member school in Indianapolis. 

Coach Mike Gillin said Rogers rarely needed to be taken out of games at Indian Creek. Usually, the only times the starting quarterback came out were when the Braves held a significant lead and/or victory was assured, so backup QB Kyle Ray didn’t see a lot of action on offense. Ray did start on defense both years and had ambitions in his senior year to step into Rogers’ shoes.

There were two games in 2004 when Ray saw more than mop-up action as quarterback. On a scramble shortly before halftime in the Braves’ Sept. 3 game against Eastern Hancock, a Royals defender hit Rogers on the right, non-throwing forearm, which according to the Daily Journal game story, numbed the limb from wrist to shoulder.

Gillin pulled Rogers out of the 7-7 game at the start of the third quarter, and Kyle Ray entered in his place. The Braves rode the back of running back Curtis Pfaehler, who gained 40 yards on his first four carries of the first drive with Ray behind center. The drive ended when Ray tossed an 8-yard scoring pass to Jeremiah Tworek.

Three weeks later, Rogers sat out the whole game against Milan while recovering from minor arthroscopic knee surgery, and Kyle took over. Again, the Braves turned to Pfaehler to carry the offense, and he responded, gaining 172 yards on 14 carries and scoring five of Indian Creek’s eight total rushing touchdowns.

Ray scored one of those rushing TDs himself – a 46-yarder in the second quarter. He also completed 10 of 22 passes for 182 yards. One of those completions was a 23-yarder to his brother, Justin, who normally played defensive exclusively. Coach Gillin had sent Justin into the game on offense to run a corner route from the left wideout position.

Justin pointed to that Ray-to-Ray pass completion as one of his favorite memories of high school football. He said coach Gillin put Kyle and Justin in on offense occasionally in other games and that his brother threw three or four other passes to him during Justin’s senior year. In a family photo at right, Kyle (#10) and Justin (#5) posed on one of Indian Creek’s jersey day Fridays.

Coach Mike Gillin says he remembers Kyle “as one of the finest individuals I’ve been around” and quickly attributed that characterization to the athlete’s wholesomeness and strong family upbringing, alluding to Rob and Karen Ray.

“He was easy to coach all the way through. … We’ve kept in touch over the years, and I see him every once in a while. He brings back a lot of memories …”

Asked about his play as a strong safety on defense as a sophomore and junior, Kyle joked self-deprecatingly that he wasn’t fast enough to be a defensive cornerback, whose job usually is to stick close to wide receivers. Doing that requires a good amount of speed.

Safeties are usually responsible for either doubling coverage on a particularly good receiver, roaming the deep portion of the field when pass plays are expected on long-yardage downs or responding to wherever defensive support is needed on routine plays, which occasionally can involve safety blitzes.

Gillin credited Kyle for being analytical in attacking defenses when he did play quarterback. The coach had no doubt that Ray’s two years on defense – and knowing how to “read,” or understand, those defenses – helped Ray succeed in leading the Braves’ offense when he indeed became the starting quarterback in 2006.

Gillin remembers Ray’s physique as “wiry” when he first came out for the team as a freshman. But he said Kyle had matured physically and was over 6-feet tall (he was 6-2 when he started college) by the time he played his last two years. Justin Ray said his younger brother was always a solid tackler.

“He was very physical even as a sophomore,” Justin said, adding that his brother's good tackling ability was why coach Gillin had Kyle start as a sophomore in the Braves’ sectional game against Union County in 2004, a game the Braves won, 42-8.

Justin then chuckled and said, “He (Kyle) probably didn’t tell you this, but he did give up the (opponents’) only touchdown of the game!” He alluded to how Union County wide receiver Jordan Hunter got behind the Indian Creek secondary and hauled in a pass from Caleb Hackney for a 55-yard touchdown on Union County’s opening possession of the third quarter.

Justin neglected to mention that Kyle came into the Union County game briefly on offense later in the third quarter to spell starting quarterback Matt Rogers, who had come out with muscle spasms following a hard hit. Kyle promptly threw a 9-yard touchdown pass to Jake Scott, whose interception moments earlier had given the Braves the ball and a short field.

In fairness, Justin also didn’t mention that in the first half, Justin himself intercepted a Hackney pass, one of four Indian Creek interceptions on the night.

By the end of the 2005 season, their junior years of football, Kyle’s friend and teammate, Kolby Harrell, had yet to appear in a game for the Braves. At a team cookout at Coach Gillin’s home in summer 2006 before the start of Kyle, Caleb and Kolby's senior year, the coach gathered players together to discuss goals for the upcoming season.

Gillin asked each player to share their personal goals.

Kyle said Kolby told everyone that regardless of whether he ever played in a game, his goal was to be a good teammate and to do anything the team needed to win, a remark that fetched high praise from the coach. 

Kyle wasn't the only player on the team aware that his good friend hadn’t gotten into a game to see live action yet.

“Coach Gillin had a lot of respect for Kolby,” Kyle said, offering the possible theory that Gillin didn’t put Harrell on the field when the Braves had huge leads in the last quarter because Gillin felt he needed to protect Kolby, who was still physically slight at the time.

“Swimming was Kolby’s sport,” Kyle said (more on Kolby's swimming exploits in the Epilogue, which will follow the final chapter). “He played football for the sport and for the fun of it. He got the best enjoyment from just hanging out with all the guys.”

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During Kyle's high school years, his parents and those of girlfriend Claire Freeman were supporting their children’s interest in dating each other, even though the two families lived some 50 miles apart. The Rays’ home along Lamb Lake in southern Johnson County, was 32 miles south of Indianapolis. Claire’s home was in Fishers, a Hamilton County suburb about 20 miles northeast of Indianapolis.

Claire remembers that she, Kyle and their parents would occasionally meet on the Southside of Indianapolis for dinner. Their favorite places there were Cracker Barrel, Texas Roadhouse and the former Jonathan Byrd Cafeteria, which was just south of Indianapolis in the northern Johnson County suburb of Greenwood. “Our families were great together. Very supportive,” she said.

Claire played basketball for a highly successful program at Heritage Christian High School, in northeast Indianapolis.

The Eagles won Class 2A championships in the Indiana High School Athletic Association postseason tournament in each of her four years there – 2006, ’07, ’08 and ’09. (The Eagles also had been state runner-up in 2005, the year before Claire entered high school.) In the state tournament championship game her senior year, she sank a field goal with 3 seconds left in overtime to seal the victory over Oak Hill, 60-58. She also was named that year’s tournament Most Valuable Player.

Claire was good enough on those teams to fetch college scholarship offers from such schools as Butler University in Indianapolis, Evansville (Ind.) University, Southern Illinois and Miami of Ohio. She ultimately chose Butler, largely because it was close to Kyle and both of their families, and she wanted them to be able to see her play without having to make a long, difficult commute.

And by Kyle’s senior year of high school, Claire was attending many of Kyle’s football and basketball games, and Kyle was going to many of Claire’s basketball games.

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Footnotes:

1 - In 2018, there was much publicity about how Mike Leonard, then Franklin College's head football coach, was approaching, equaled and then passed Faught's supposed career wins record of 120 at Franklin. (Leonard would finish with 129 wins when he stepped down after the 2019 season.) Franklin College officials have since discovered that 120 was not Faught's wins total at Franklin and have acknowledged that the 2018 publicity was unwarranted because Faught's wins total was, and has always been, nearly 40 more than what media reports cited in 2018. At the time, the only known resource claiming that Faught's career wins total at Franklin College was 120 is the Indiana Football Hall of Fame in its online member biography for Faught. While 120 was Faught's wins total at the time Faught was inducted into the IFHOF in 1981, Faught coached seven more seasons after his induction, winning 40 more games, but the Hall did not update his biographical information to reflect the post-induction wins, losses and ties when it carried over Faught's biographical data to his IFHOF online profile page (until summer 2025). The author knows of at least two other IFHOF members, Bud Wright of Sheridan and Mike Gillin, now of Mooresville, whose coaching wins records in their respective IFHOF biographies were in error when this series first published because they also were not current. Wright was inducted in 2002 and Gillin in 2014, also before they had finished coaching. In August 2025, the correct record for Faught finally was displayed in his IFHOF biography. But Mike Gillin’s member bio still contained outdated information and data.

2 - In four seasons at Iowa, 2004-09, J.R. Angle played in 62 games, starting four, and averaged 1.9 points, 1.1 rebounds and 0.4 assists per game. He was red-shirted in 2005-06. In his senior season at Indian Creek, he had averaged 27.3 points per game, ranking fourth in the state of Indiana. In the metro Indianapolis area, he was second only to the 36.2 ppg of Broad Ripple High School’s George Hill, who would go on to play college ball at Indiana University-Purdue University-Indianapolis followed by a 15-year pro career with NBA teams in San Antonio, Indiana, Utah, Sacramento, Cleveland, Oklahoma City and Milwaukee. Today, J.R. is an assistant basketball coach at Greenfield (Ind.) Central High School.

Tomorrow in Chapter 6: A Moonlight Graham Moment

Previously in "On Hoosier Gridirons": 

Introduction

Chapter 1: 'We Stood Out'

Chapter 2: Mastering the Spread

Chapter 3: The Kicker With the Ever-Present Smile

Chapter 4: Like Father, Like Son 

Saturday, August 5, 2023

CHAPTER 4
Like father, like son

The sprawling grounds encompassing Indian Creek Elementary, Intermediate, Middle and Senior High Schools in the town of Trafalgar in southern Indiana are in direct view of motorists southbound on State Road 135 when the road reaches its junction with SR 252, a T-intersection.

The schools are in the Nineveh1-Hensley-Jackson United School Corp., named for the three townships it serves (Nineveh and Hensley in Johnson County, Jackson in Morgan County). Indian Creek is the name of a stream that flows through each of those three townships. 

The N-H-J grounds are large enough to include all the necessary facilities for a school system’s sports teams, including a football field surrounded by a running track. There also are baseball and softball diamonds, tennis courts and several practice fields, as well as plenty of parking spaces.

Indian Creek High School launched its football program in 1970, and not long after that, Rob Ray began a three-year stint playing quarterback for the Braves’ teams. It was on that same gridiron, a generation later, that Rob’s sons, Justin and Kyle, would play football for the Braves as well.

After high school, Rob played wide receiver at Franklin College, where his girlfriend, Karen Ford, two years behind him at Indian Creek, would come to see him play.

On June 1, 1980, just a few days after Rob graduated from college, he and Karen were married at the Richardson Chapel on the campus of Franklin College. (A family photo taken on the day of the wedding appears at left.) Two weeks after that, Rob started a job as a certified public accountant at what was then Ernst & Whinney in Indianapolis.

Before long, Rob took a job with the accounting firm Woodbury & Co. in Franklin, the seat of Johnson County. Franklin is a half-hour’s drive south of Indianapolis on I-65, but it was much closer than Indianapolis to the couple’s home in rural western Johnson County.

The Rays' family expanded to include daughter Leslie, born in March 1983, then sons Justin and Kyle, in June 1986 and February 1989, respectively. Justin recalled that when he and Kyle were very young, his mother dressed the brothers in like clothing, fooling some people into thinking they were twins.

Karen said Rob shared his sports knowledge with all his children, and the two parents gave them strong support in their athletic and other life endeavors.

“Rob was always hands-on when they played ball in the yard,” said Karen, adding that Rob liked all sports, but football was his favorite.

Leslie recalls playing baseball in the yard with her father and brothers. “Dad would pitch, and he gave me endless chances” to hit the ball. So many, in fact, that while the wait didn’t bother her father, known for his extraordinary patience, it did annoy brother Kyle, shown as a toddler at right in a family photo.

“He’d say, ‘Hit the dang ball!’,” she said of Kyle. Something like that might have scared away kids who knew they were not as athletic as their siblings, a perception that Leslie accepted about herself. But she played on.

Leslie would join her parents attending her brothers’ baseball, basketball and football games later on. And while the boys competed in those games, Leslie ran off and played nearby with friends, which she felt was just as much fun as whatever thrills her brothers were enjoying in their athletic pursuits.

That first Ray family home in western Johnson County, along State Road 44 in southern Union Township, between Bargersville and Trafalgar, had a large front yard and an above-ground pool in the backyard. Rob and Karen bought the home in 1981, a year after their marriage. (Another early family photo at right shows Kyle with Rob.)

Rob’s charisma – and his heart of gold – appealed to friends of the Ray siblings. The youths gravitated to Rob in those many days in the backyard pool, Leslie said.

“Dad was always in the pool, and our friends would always be hanging onto him,” she said. Her mother, Karen, confirmed: “He was a kid magnet!”

Leslie went on to say that her father was always a generous person, something that became evident when she and her brothers’ friends joined the Rays on various fun outings.

“A friend of mine freshman year would talk about ‘The Bank of Rob,’ ” Leslie said. “He’d pay for everybody.

Her brothers joined in when she and her friends wanted to play Boxcar Children, an activity that involved re-enacting or improvising their own versions of stories from the pages of the children’s book series of the same name by author Gertrude Chandler Warner. 

The books follow the adventures of four orphaned children who make a home in an abandoned boxcar in the forest, eventually meeting up with a kind and wealthy grandfather. They don’t perceive him as kind at first, though; it takes a while for them to warm to him. The grandfather eventually invites the children to live with him, and he has the boxcar moved into the backyard of his home so the youngsters can use it as a playhouse.

“My brothers were not big readers,” Leslie said. “But they would come along with us when we played Boxcar Children. … Or maybe we made them,” she added with a chuckle. 

Rob Ray was involved, too, when the boys started playing Bantam football while still living near Bargersville. Kyle said he and Justin played in the Indian Creek program in Trafalgar, where their parents had attended school. Rob and Karen posed with Kyle in his Bantam league uniform in a family photo at left.

Bantam is a program that encompasses independent leagues in which youths learn about the sport, strive to improve skills and compete in games. 

Bantam’s youth-oriented development goal is similar to that of Pop Warner football, the program in which Eric Watt participated in northwest Indiana at about the same time.

Karen said other parents noticed Rob’s skillful teaching manner with youths in Bantam football. After his sons grew out of competition in that organization and started playing on school teams, some of those parents approached Rob and asked him to continue coaching Bantam teams. For a while, Karen said, Rob agreed “to come out of retirement” and do so.

Leslie attended grade and middle schools and the first year of high school in the Franklin Community School district, within whose boundaries their western Johnson County home was located. In summer 1998, between her freshman and sophomore years, she said, the family moved to a home along Lamb Lake southwest of Trafalgar.

The move put the Ray family in the Nineveh-Hensley-Jackson United School Corp., where Rob and Karen had attended school. For Leslie, that meant attending Indian Creek High School, beginning with her sophomore year. Her brothers would follow her there.

In her freshman year at Franklin Community High School, which had an enrollment slightly above 1,000 students,1 Leslie did not participate in interscholastic sports because she said she felt intimidated by the school’s relatively large student population.

At the smaller Indian Creek High School, whose enrollment was about half that of Franklin’s at the time, Leslie felt more at ease, so she tried out for the swim team and, the following year, the golf team, making both.

On the swim team, she helped set the school record in the 200-meter team medley, competing in the event’s butterfly leg. She noted that the record didn’t last long after she graduated.

When the boys reached high school, they played football and basketball, just like their father. Justin also competed on the boys golf team.

As much as the Ray boys learned from their school coaches once they began playing interscholastic sports in Nineveh-Hensley-Jackson schools, Karen said, “Rob was the best coach for the boys.”

In an illustration of how Kyle fit the old adage, “Like father, like son,” she recalled a time when, after an early Bantam football practice one season, Rob came home and slammed the door behind him. Kyle walked in moments later, and he, too, slammed the door. A more prominent example was Kyle’s desire to play quarterback on his football teams, just like his father did in high school. And in high school, Kyle would elect to wear jersey number 10, just like his father did in high school.

Rob could be stern with his sons when he had to, Karen said. One time when Rob was coaching middle school ball, Kyle smart-mouthed his father. Rob told his son to run a lap as punishment, and Kyle refused. “Rob told Kyle, ‘Not only are you going to run that lap, but you’re also going to listen’.” Kyle ran the lap. And, he listened. In the family photo above, that’s Kyle (#23) running with the ball in a Bantam game.

Rob also coached Justin’s freshman high school basketball team and often would participate in the thick of the team’s scrimmages at practices. Kyle would come over to his brother’s practices after finishing his own at middle school and join the freshman scrimmages.

Kyle’s skills already were good enough that sometimes it seemed as if he were part of his older brother’s class, Justin said. Kyle would even hang out with Justin and his friends on occasion, and Justin, in turn, would hang out with Kyle and his friends.

Justin was a few inches shorter than his younger brother and was not as naturally strong as Kyle, but Justin worked hard to be his best, his mother said. Kyle occasionally was very intense – “he wanted to win, just like his father” – but she said there also were times when he didn’t want to put in the work.

“Kyle was naturally athletic and gifted, but he … rested on his laurels,” Karen said. “Rob had to push him more (than Justin),” and years later, Kyle credited his dad for nudging him to work harder.

Asked what comes to mind when people mention or ask about his father, Justin didn’t hesitate. “His smile and his laugh,” he said. The laugh was so loud, “you could hear it a mile away. It gets you laughing, too, it was that infectious.” 

Justin also pointed to Rob’s involvement in his children's sports. “He never pushed us into anything, and he always told us that if we try something, you should try to finish it first before going on to something else.”

He and Leslie recalled how their father would occasionally take the three children – or sometimes just Justin and Kyle – to Indian Springs Golf Course, a former nine-hole course in Johnson County that is now closed.

The owner, a client of the accounting firm where Rob worked, would let the Rays use a golf cart to drive to a nearby woods – Leslie remembers it being near the first hole – where the youths entered the wooded area and searched for lost and forgotten golf balls. They took them home and cleaned them.

“It was just a thing where Dad wanted to do something with us kids,” Justin said.

Leslie treasures those trips because the kids got to roam and explore the woods, perhaps conjuring adventures similar to those experienced by the Boxcar Children in the books she enjoyed reading or the playful re-enactments she and her friends indulged after reading the stories.

Justin and Kyle didn’t always need their father around to enjoy sports and games outdoors. Kyle spent hours throwing a football with classmate Caleb Raley. The boys' friendship spanned those early years – Bantam football and playing together on teams in middle and high schools. Raley would end up as a wide receiver on the Indian Creek High School varsity football team, catching many Matt Rogers and Kyle Ray passes for the Braves. He also would play on the defensive line.

Caleb recalled that he and Kyle first met at Fair Haven Christian Church in Trafalgar and its various church-related activities. The friendship grew to where they would get together often at the Ray residence, where Caleb and Kyle tossed the football back and forth in the front yard for what seemed like days upon end, often just to kill time. And because they both enjoyed it.

“There really wasn’t a time when me and Kyle were together when we did not throw the ball to each other,” Raley said. “We were either doing that or playing basketball. My parents would often call his parents and jokingly ask if I could please come home to maybe spend the night with them.”

Kyle figures that he was not more than 7 years old when he met Stewart “Red” Faught, the legendary and longtime Franklin College head football coach who was at the helm in the years Kyle’s father played at the school. 

Kyle was so young when he met Faught that he doesn’t remember much about the encounter, other than that it occurred outside a restaurant in downtown Franklin and that his father handled the introductions. In the family photo at left, Kyle is shown with his father while on vacation.

By the time Kyle and Caleb were in seventh grade, the Rays were living along Lamb Lake, and a third person joined the two boys in their various activities, pursuits and endeavors.

Kolby Harrell and his family, including mother, Karen; stepfather, Rudy; and older brother, Alex, had moved to rural southern Johnson County from the urban Eastside of Indianapolis. The Harrells found a house along the same lake, and Kyle, Caleb and Kolby became fast friends.

Kolby said that the move from a big-city like Indianapolis to a small community like Trafalgar required an adjustment for him.

One experience that jumped to mind as being different for him was how the whole high school football team would take a knee in the end zone before each game to recite the Lord’s Prayer together. “It struck some people as odd,” he said, “but that was a small-town thing, I guess.”

Many Trafalgar residents traveled northeast to Franklin to do “big-town” stuff like shopping or seeing a movie in a theater, Kolby said. Franklin had a distinguished destination to enjoy motion pictures on the big screen. The historic Artcraft, built in 1922 as a silent movie theater and Vaudeville house, is still standing and in operation. In 2022, the Artcraft observed its centennial year in operation. Its website proclaims the Artcraft as one of “the most intact Art Deco movie houses in central Indiana” and is listed on the Indiana State Register of Historic Places.

Trafalgar, Kolby noted, has one stoplight, the one at 135 and 252. “Everybody knows everybody. It was difficult for me at first when I came here. … It was strange how often that teachers knew a certain kid’s parents. I came to appreciate it after a while.”

Like Caleb, Kolby stayed at the Rays’ home overnight as often as three times a week. When it came to basketball, the boys sometimes would get the keys to the Intermediate school gym from Kyle’s mother, who worked there as a secretary from about 2000-05, and play pickup basketball games.

Or if they didn’t want to make that trek, they set up a Little Tikes basketball set on the Rays’ dining room table, cranked it up as high as it could go, and played one-on-one against each other. They “branded” those indoor games as LTL – for Little Tikes League.

“We had to brand everything,” Kolby said with a chuckle, quickly identifying Kyle as the individual in the trio who felt a need to “brand” things.

As for football, the boys’ indulgences eventually graduated from just tossing the ball around to incorporating the lake into their fun. The youths devised a game that Kyle branded “Dock Ball,” because it involved utilizing a three-sided dock that was used to define the borders of a swimming area near the shoreline. 

Dock Ball, as the boys devised it, blends the use of a football with the scoring system of baseball. One individual stands on the shore and throws the ball to someone standing on a dock portion parallel to the shore – usually about 20-30 yards away. Passes were supposed to be challenging enough that receivers might sometimes have to jump into the water to make the catch. In the accompanying Ray family photo, Kyle (right) stands with Harrell brothers Kolby (left) and Alex on the beach in front of the docks where Dock Ball was played. 

Dock Ball could be played with just two people or in teams of even-numbered players. Scoring and ball possession were similar to that in baseball. A single point (akin to a baseball run) was awarded for each completed pass, but a miss would count as an “out” like in baseball, and after three outs, the other team got a chance to score points before making three outs of its own. Players decided beforehand how many “innings” the game would go. Ties were decided by going to extra innings, just like in baseball. 

“We’d throw passes for hours at a time,” Kolby said. “When I think about Kyle as a quarterback, part of my thinking is how good he got at Dock Ball. He would throw it hard and high and got really good at it.”

A few years down the road, Kyle invited college roommate and football teammate Coty Bragdon to his home at Lamb Lake. During that visit, Kyle introduced Bragdon to Kolby – and to Dock Ball.

Eight to 10 years after the Ray family had moved away from Lamb Lake, which occurred about a year after Kyle graduated from college, Justin Ray learned just how enduring the game was.

“Some mom I ran into – I can’t remember who it was – was talking about how her kids are playing and loving this Dock Ball game. I said ‘Dock Ball? We invented Dock Ball!’ I think her kids must have been watching us play it” while the Ray family still lived along the lake.

Because the Rays’ home was close to the entrance of the Lamb Lake development, when Kolby got old enough to drive and returned home from running an errand, he could tell with near certainty if Kyle were in his house or out on the lake just by looking at the Ray family’s boat slip. If the boat were missing, he knew Kyle was out on the water. And if Kyle were on the water, more often than not Kolby would go to the lake and join his friend.

Kolby said the lake and the water were a welcome relief – and an outlet to recuperate – for the three friends and occasionally some of their teammates after late-summer, two-a-day football practices in high school.

Kolby has nothing but fond memories of Rob Ray, who he described as “a very even-tempered, kind man. I saw him as a father figure myself. He was not hard on the boys (Kyle and Justin). I remember wishing I had a father like him. … ”

Kolby’s parents had divorced and each remarried by the time he moved to Lamb Lake from Indianapolis, according to Kyle. In addition, Kolby’s father, John, and his second wife and family moved from Indiana to the South, Kyle said, so John wasn’t around a lot for his sons in those critical rearing years.

“I only met John a handful of times. I’ve known Kolby for about 20 years, and I met John maybe … hmmm … two or three times,” Kyle said.

Kyle remembers a time when Alex Harrell was playing in a freshman basketball game at Indian Creek High School and heard that his father was going to come watch him play.

“Alex could not help but keep looking in the stands,” trying to find his father, Kyle said. “John was late. Alex just wanted his dad to watch him. He wanted that relationship with his dad." 

Rob and Karen Ray were sensitive to the Harrell boys’ situation and welcomed Alex and Kolby into their home and on their own family trips, often picking up tabs just like Leslie remembers Rob doing for her friends.

Rob didn’t get angry even when he and Karen learned that Kyle, Caleb and Kolby had taken mattresses off the Rays’ beds and tossed them onto the front yard so they could have padding to break falls during tackling drills they’d run from time to time. Usually, the boys did this when Kyle’s parents weren’t around, but they always returned the mattresses and brushed off any dirt or debris, Kolby said.

The boys would hear about it, though, if the Ray parents came home to find that the boys had climbed out the window of Kyle’s upstairs room so they could sit on the house’s roof to hang out.

Kyle said that during his eighth-grade year (2002-03), fan frenzy over the Indian Creek High School football team reached the highest level he had ever seen.

It was Mike Gillin’s second year as head coach, and it was the senior season of the coach’s son and team’s starting quarterback, Casey Gillin. The Braves won their first 12 games and, more importantly, soundly defeated postseason nemesis Brownstown Central, 50-6, to win a sectional for the first time in what seemed like a decade.

“I remember the whole town, it seemed, showed up for the pep rally,” Kyle said. “I thought, Indian Creek football is here. We beat Brownstown Central!” Unfortunately, Indian Creek would lose the regional round game against Southridge, 39-20, the following week.

Kolby estimated that in eighth grade he stood 5-foot-5 and weighed 120 pounds “on a good day,” measurements that he felt were too small for football. Plus, he said his mother was not yet in favor of him playing such a physical sport. So he didn’t try out for the eighth-grade team. Nevertheless, the team’s head coach, Rob Ray, recruited Kolby to serve as team manager and statistician, and Kolby accepted.

Kyle recalled a dramatic, personal moment in an eighth-grade game against rival Brown County: 

The score was 14-14 with the clock winding down at the end of the game and Indian Creek on offense. With the ball near the 25-yard line of Brown County, and enough time left for one play, Kyle went back to pass. The defensive pressure was on him quickly, so he moved out of the pocket, broke a tackle and decided to make a run for it, cutting across the field. He said he scored the winning touchdown as time expired.

“That was probably the most excited and pumped I’ve ever been in a game. It was the last play.”

Kolby’s physical stature did not improve significantly once he entered high school or even in the years thereafter through his senior year, but he did go out for and make the football team his high school freshman year. He worked hard at practices and on scout teams, and he attended summer 7-on-7 competitions, such as the one depicted in the Ray family photo below showing Kyle preparing to pass and head football coach Mike Gillin on the left, observing.
 

The 7-on-7s would be mostly local, Kolby said, although he remembers the team did compete in 7-on-7 competitions at Butler University and at the Mellencamp practice field on the campus of Indiana University. 

7-on-7s, Kolby observed, “were a very backyard type of football” in which the defense touches or tags, instead of tackles, as a way to end a play. Players might wear helmets, he said, but they did not wear protective pads or other gear. 

During down time at the Butler 7-on-7s, Kolby recalled, Kyle joined a side competition in which quarterbacks tried to throw footballs into a trash can from about 20 yards away. “He was beating everybody,” Kolby said. 

At one point around this time, one of the three boys stumbled upon an old but still operable video camera in the Ray family’s garage. The youths hatched an idea to create and perform amusing sketches and use the camera to record them. The sketches would involve such things as acting out a fake hunting show, or doing a send-up on the Baywatch television show (made convenient by the fact that Kyle and Kolby lived at Lake Lamb).

And they did comical spins of a nature show. An example of this materialized one day when Kyle spotted a spider, Kolby said. As soon as they got the camera rolling, Kyle was waxing humorous every which way about the spider, the spider species and/or anything else related to spiders that came to mind. 

So taken were the boys by their productions that they branded their creative collective with a catchy name – 2KC (for the two of them whose first names began with the letter “K” plus the “C” in Caleb). The amusing video recordings continued well into the friends’ years at Indian Creek High School, where the sketches were a huge hit with students. 

“People ate it up. They loved them,” Kolby said of the comedy vignettes. Kolby credited Kyle for the videos’ popularity because he had so many ideas, and he possessed the talent and wit to compose a hilarious narrative on the spur of the moment.

When the three friends were sophomores, Kolby said, many seniors pleaded with 2KC to create sketches for them. So the trio held “auditions” for seniors to qualify for a sketch. 2KC made the seniors “do some embarrassing things” in the auditions, and for the most part, the seniors did what they were asked, Kolby said.

“Kyle was always a fun guy, talkative, the life of a party,” Kolby said. “He was kind of a character. He could think on his feet. You could roll the camera, and he would talk and be funny. … He could get people to follow him” without even trying. “And I don’t mean that in a bad way.” People simply gravitated to his genuineness and charisma, attributes he picked up from his father.

“We could have been famous on TikTok” if the popular contemporary entertainment app had been available on smart phones back then, Kyle said.

Kolby was the “technician” of the sketch-making trio, taking care of any needed editing or last-minute polishing, Kyle said. But Caleb felt that most of the videos they recorded didn’t require much work afterward. He said that what they shot usually was what viewers ended up seeing.

The trio also devised – and, remarkably, fetched considerable interest in and support for – a non-video promotion at school.

As Kolby explained it, the blandness of 2KC’s “the parking club” was somewhat akin to the “pet rock” novelty fad of the 1970s. For the parking club, 2KC designated a remote corner of the school lot as the club's parking site. Everyone who wanted to be in the club received a spiffy laminated parking club card as proof of membership. And as members, they had to park their vehicles in the designated remote corner of the school lot. It was key to the concept’s ridiculousness. 

In the spirit of “if you build it, people will come,”2 students indeed came, wanting to be club members. And yes, according to Kolby, club members dutifully parked their vehicles there. Again, club members willingly parked in the farthest point possible from the school entrance. Just because they were members of the club.

On still another occasion, Kolby said, the three friends went to a Goodwill store, where each of them found and bought a three-piece suit and then wore the suits to school. Just because.

Kolby also recalled that for a freshman history class, each student was required to either write about or create something related to food or culture … or build to scale a replica of a renowned work of architecture. Kyle chose the latter.

Some of the other students who also elected to build a replica of a renowned structure chose such things as the Pyramids in Egypt or the Great Wall of China. Kolby said Kyle built a model of “The Big House,” a popular reference to the University of Michigan football stadium.

So in lock step were the three boys that they often were invited to and attended each other’s family get-togethers. Kyle says it was at one such get-together that he met Claire Freeman, his future wife. Claire and Kolby’s mothers are sisters.

Claire, however, says that she and Kyle first met at an Indian Creek football game when she was in sixth grade and Kyle was in eighth, which would have been 2002, “but I bet he’d say he doesn’t remember that. I was a bit smitten with the older guy.”

She said the family get-together Kyle remembers occurred afterward on a Memorial Day weekend at her home in Fishers. She recalled that attendees played basketball and volleyball, “and we just spent time hanging out outside. From my perspective, I was in eighth grade, and he was a sophomore in high school, and I was (still) smitten by an older guy.” 

The feeling was mutual, though, because Kyle said he remembers telling himself at that get-together that he hoped to marry Claire someday.

As good as the aforementioned 2002 Indian Creek High School football team was, the version two years later wasn’t too far off. Kyle’s older brother, Justin, a senior in 2004, and Kyle, then a sophomore, started in the team’s defensive backfield, and Matt Rogers was its quarterback. Indian Creek won every game from the beginning of the season until postseason sectionals, when it ran into Brownstown Central and lost, 26-13.

“That loss to Brownstown was probably the hardest loss for me,” said Kyle, who also served as the backup quarterback.

Football fortunes at Indian Creek in the new millennium contrasted with those from years earlier. For most of the 25-year period from 1976, the year Rob Ray graduated from Indian Creek High School, until 2001, the school’s football team experienced a protracted lack of success – just six winning seasons, and none better than 7-3 (in 1982 and ’84).

The tide turned in 2001 when the Gillins – coach Mike and quarterback Casey – arrived in Trafalgar.

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Footnotes:

1 - If the "Nineveh" name rings a bell, those familiar with the 1986 motion picture Hoosiers might remember that the film used the former Nineveh School as the setting of fictional Hickory High School for exterior and some interior shots, including its wide, wooden staircase. Though still in operation as an elementary school during the filming of Hoosiers, the school closed the following year. In subsequent years, it was the target of vandalism and at least two arsons before being razed in 2000. A painting of the school by Nineveh artist Luke Buck appears at right, used here with Buck's permission.

2 - Today, Franklin Community High School’s enrollment is about 1,560 students, while Indian Creek High School’s enrollment, at 585 students, has remained pretty constant since the Ray siblings were there.

3 - An oft-quoted line uttered by the mysterious “voice” in the 1989 motion picture Field of Dreams.

Tomorrow in Chapter 5: Where Legends Played

Previously in "On Hoosier Gridirons": 

Introduction

Chapter 1: 'We Stood Out'

Chapter 2: Mastering the Spread

Chapter 3: The Kicker With the Ever-Present Smile