I started in the 7th grade and worked my butt off until I decided heck with this. I played just to get to the cheerleaders so I thought "Heck I'll just let those suckers bust butt praticing for those ole beer gut out of shape looser coaches while I talk to the cheerleaders in the stands.
I mean I hated those coaches then(I try not to hate anyone now). I mean I was a skinny kid(probably 40lbs lighter than most of the line) that played football so I could get chicks. I never got to play much since I was 2nd string on the "b" team(boy ain't that a kick in the teeth) .
The coaches were mean as hell they would make me stand in the middle of a circle of big lineman and then blow his freak'n little whistle which would trigger one of these big lugs to run at me at full speed and then proceed to knock me on my butt. I would just start to get up and that beergutted loser coach would blow that whistle again to have the next big dude knock me on my ass. After a while I just looked at the bastard and said, "you can blow the freak'n whistle all day jerkwod but I ain't going quit." Well he came over to me with me grabbed my face mask and pulled my helmet off my head while I was wearing the chin stap and then threw it as far as he could and made me bear crawl to it.
I think when I go back to my 20 th reunion I am going to pay a visit to that beer guted coach since I have put on 80 lbs since then and see if he wants to do some machine gun drills with me.
Anyway did ya'll play and what were some of your stories about your jerkwod jr high and high school coaches?
I mean I hated those coaches then(I try not to hate anyone now). I mean I was a skinny kid(probably 40lbs lighter than most of the line) that played football so I could get chicks. I never got to play much since I was 2nd string on the "b" team(boy ain't that a kick in the teeth) .
The coaches were mean as hell they would make me stand in the middle of a circle of big lineman and then blow his freak'n little whistle which would trigger one of these big lugs to run at me at full speed and then proceed to knock me on my butt. I would just start to get up and that beergutted loser coach would blow that whistle again to have the next big dude knock me on my ass. After a while I just looked at the bastard and said, "you can blow the freak'n whistle all day jerkwod but I ain't going quit." Well he came over to me with me grabbed my face mask and pulled my helmet off my head while I was wearing the chin stap and then threw it as far as he could and made me bear crawl to it.
I think when I go back to my 20 th reunion I am going to pay a visit to that beer guted coach since I have put on 80 lbs since then and see if he wants to do some machine gun drills with me.
Anyway did ya'll play and what were some of your stories about your jerkwod jr high and high school coaches?