The show does not pretend the transition was painless. Its first act lingers on booster club meetings, equipment auctions, and a coach who never quite adjusts. But the laughs are real, and the audiences are large. That combination is its own kind of verdict. A generation that watched football's institutional collapse in real time is now able to find it funny, or at least bearable enough to sing about. The Atlantic Cup references in the second act draw knowing applause rather than confusion. That, too, is a signal about where things stand.