This is BS, man. I don't want the coach to be a "buddy" to his players. We had enough of that with Jim Fassel. I want to see him stomping up and down the sidelines like General Patton. I want him driving the players to their maximum limit. I want to see him wearing a cap that says "Bad MotherF---er" on it. If they mouth off to him, I want them running laps in the summer sun until they start spitting up blood!
What's all this mollycoddling crap?
Kinder, gentler my ass. Say it ain't so, Tom!
Posted by Gary at July 29, 2005 03:36 PM | TrackBack