Huggins grew up in the same county I did, although he was a couple of decades before me. His dad Charlie was a legendary high school coach and probably the first in the area whose employment was always kind of shady... leaving one school for another for free cars and such. He was also a disciplinarian... I was hanging out with one of my best friends in high school and his dad who had played for Charlie. He told me when they were losing one game at half-time, Charlie was really giving them a tongue-lashing in the locker room and spit out his false teeth mid-rant. They were all too intimidated by him to even react. Several years later I realized I had another friend whose dad played on the same team and also told me that story.
When Bobby was in high school he won a state championship playing for his dad (one of his teammates became a teacher/principal in my district when I was in school). They were at the opposite end of the county, which most of the rest of us look down on as sort of the trashy relative you don't really want to acknowledge. It's known in general as Indian Valley which covered two school districts that had adopted that name, differentiated by "North" and "South". They were South, which the people there embraced way too much, including adopting Rebels as their official sports name and having a Confederate flag at center court... mind you, this is in Ohio, well north of the Mason-Dixon Line. Fortunately, before I was in high school the two districts consolidated and the adults in the room won out and forced them to adopt the identity and branding of the north district.
Bobby Knight's hometown is also 30 miles away from me, so it seems we have a knack for developing highly successful asshole basketball coaches.