Perhaps it’s my background as a little girl who didn’t discover her inner strength until far too late in life that helped me fall absolutely head over heels in love with it.

Before each game, Selvig would reputedly drive up into the hills, listening to opera in his car to relax. Yet as soon as the first ball went up, he became, by his own description, “psycho coach.”

It's not an angle normally seen in basketball films, but for Selvig, recruiting from reservations was a no-brainer.

A film like this, uplifts, transforms and makes you want to stand up and shout.