jlt
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Post by jlt on May 28, 2008 3:23:34 GMT -6
I can't decide between:
When I was a player, one of our dline picking up the ball and running it 80 yards back for a touchdown being shadowed by 3 linebackers back peddling most of the way putting in goliath hits while the big DT trundled refusing to lateral.
A player cutting a ref on a reverse because he was on the floor jumped up and saw white pants running away from the action and thought he get in a nice cut block. It was against our team mind you none of my players would ever do that. (We wear white pants by the way)
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Post by darebelcoach on May 28, 2008 8:59:23 GMT -6
When I was a senior in high school, our offense was on the field and our Qb throws a little bubble pass to our wing back....it is behind the line of scrimmage, a backwards pass, so it is a live ball...our wing misses it, and the ball is rolling and bouncing all over the field, (very close to our sideline)....our head coach screams "Pick up the damn ball" and lo and behold, our backup running back (who is on the sideline), steps onto the field and scoops up the ball and brings it back to the sideline, he had to go about 4 yards on to the field to get the ball. Needless to say, he didn't get in the rest of the game.
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Post by nickknx865 on May 28, 2008 10:18:19 GMT -6
I think I might be guilty of this.
So it's spring practice right, and I've just arrived in the locker room to put on the pads and get out onto the practice field. So I get to my locker and my helmet is missing. I didn't take it out, so it's apparent either someone stole it, or I've lost it. To make this part short, Coach said, "go look for it", which is what I did. Still couldn't find it. So I said, "Well, I don't want to run hills, so I better just get out there(keep in mind all I have is my practice jersey and shorts on)
So I get out there, and we're doing dynamic warm-ups, when my line coach asks,"Where's your pads?" I uttered one of the stupidest things I've ever said in my 17 years of life, and it was,"Ooops?"
Needless to say, the whole team started cracking up laughing, and they haven't let me forget it yet.
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Post by darebelcoach on May 28, 2008 10:22:30 GMT -6
Should've just took a freshmen helmet and made the freshmen deal with the consequences (hills, etc.) Isn't that the way it works?  ? |
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Post by nickknx865 on May 28, 2008 10:26:02 GMT -6
Should've just took a freshmen helmet and made the freshmen deal with the consequences (hills, etc.) Isn't that the way it works? ? At that point, I wasn't at my best mentally, so I didn't think about that until after practice, but that's kinda what I did the next day anyways. |
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Post by Coach Bruce on May 28, 2008 11:15:59 GMT -6
MLB shows up for Homecoming game drunk as all get out. Coach starts him, plays him most of the game to "teach him a lesson". Lose the game and 1st place. Cuts him after the game.
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Post by ramsoc on May 28, 2008 13:44:09 GMT -6
Should've just took a freshmen helmet and made the freshmen deal with the consequences (hills, etc.) Isn't that the way it works? ? So take the easy way out instead of accepting the consequences like a man... ok.... |
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Post by deaux68 on May 28, 2008 14:05:08 GMT -6
Our 1st string punter got kicked out of the game. Yes that's right. The PUNTER got kicked out of the game.
That's not the stupidest thing though.
The backup was a soccer guy. You do the math.......
He fields a bad snap, starts to punt, then gets scared (his words, not mine) and just throws the ball up in the air. It was a pretty good throw. Probably went farther than he could've kicked it. It hit one of their guys in the back of the head, bounced up and they ended up picking it off.
This is mulitplied by the fact that I was sitting in the "booth", i.e. deer stand and we were currently down 30 points in the 3rd quarter.
I thought seriously about jumping.
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Post by threeback on May 28, 2008 15:27:48 GMT -6
Sophomore LB our 1st year: We are getting beat behind the woodshed by that year's state champion (which was compounded by the fact that we were absolutely horrible). Punting situation- I guess the other team felt sorry for us due to the fact that their previous 6-yes 6 scoring drives lasted a total of 9 plays. Our 30 yard line- they were going in, which might I add was classy of their coach- he could have scored whenever he wanted- it was 4th and 2.
Anyway, the sophomore LB- which we named Bouche' in honor of Bobby Bouche' of Waterboy fame (and yes he was that intelligent)- doesn't realize he comes off on punt return and is stuck in demented utopia on the field, calling a defense out (which defense no one knows to this day might I add). The DC is having a freaking heart attack screaming at the top of his lungs "Bouche', Bouche'!! Get off the f-ing field!"
We have twelve men on, so we know that the flag is coming when the ball is snapped..... and they'll get a first down.... and probably score on the first play with their 4th string running back.
When suddenly, an epiphany strikes this highly intelligent young man and he realizes that the other team is punting. I guess the fumble by the 3rd or 4th string QB on 1st down, the minimal gain by their equipment manager on 2nd down, and the cheerleader almost breaking for a touchdown on 3rd didn't tip him off enough. You can see the "Oh sh-t!" look in his eyes from the sidelines. Other team is about to break their huddle and line up to punt, when he opens up and runs straight to our sideline- THROUGH the other team's huddle- saying "EXCUSE ME I HAVE TO GET TO THE SIDELINE, I'M NOT ON PUNT RETURN!!" the whole time. The DC is having a heart attack shouting obscenities, our head coach is on the headsets saying he would like to be shot in the face, and I'm debating on whether or not I can drown myself in the water cooler and nobody will notice.
What's truly ironic is that dumb a## eventually wound up being a darn good LB by his senior year. Broke the school record for tackles in a game- I guess piercing your nipples with a pin you found on the floor before that game got his "mind right".
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Post by kcbazooka on May 28, 2008 15:36:30 GMT -6
first game - kinda hot - -all five refs - wearing white shorts - oh my, not pretty...not to mention they blew a call in overtime...
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Post by cmow5 on May 28, 2008 17:39:49 GMT -6
Sophomore LB our 1st year: We are getting beat behind the woodshed by that year's state champion (which was compounded by the fact that we were absolutely horrible). Punting situation- I guess the other team felt sorry for us due to the fact that their previous 6-yes 6 scoring drives lasted a total of 9 plays. Our 30 yard line- they were going in, which might I add was classy of their coach- he could have scored whenever he wanted- it was 4th and 2. Anyway, the sophomore LB- which we named Bouche' in honor of Bobby Bouche' of Waterboy fame (and yes he was that intelligent)- doesn't realize he comes off on punt return and is stuck in demented utopia on the field, calling a defense out (which defense no one knows to this day might I add). The DC is having a freaking heart attack screaming at the top of his lungs "Bouche', Bouche'!! Get off the f-ing field!" We have twelve men on, so we know that the flag is coming when the ball is snapped..... and they'll get a first down.... and probably score on the first play with their 4th string running back. When suddenly, an epiphany strikes this highly intelligent young man and he realizes that the other team is punting. I guess the fumble by the 3rd or 4th string QB on 1st down, the minimal gain by their equipment manager on 2nd down, and the cheerleader almost breaking for a touchdown on 3rd didn't tip him off enough. You can see the "Oh sh-t!" look in his eyes from the sidelines. Other team is about to break their huddle and line up to punt, when he opens up and runs straight to our sideline- THROUGH the other team's huddle- saying "EXCUSE ME I HAVE TO GET TO THE SIDELINE, I'M NOT ON PUNT RETURN!!" the whole time. The DC is having a heart attack shouting obscenities, our head coach is on the headsets saying he would like to be shot in the face, and I'm debating on whether or not I can drown myself in the water cooler and nobody will notice. What's truly ironic is that dumb a## eventually wound up being a darn good LB by his senior year. Broke the school record for tackles in a game- I guess piercing your nipples with a pin you found on the floor before that game got his "mind right". I just spit out my coffee!! Hilarious, you are just lucky it wasn't beer. "Excuse me I am not on punt return" Classic |
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Post by justryn2 on May 29, 2008 15:36:00 GMT -6
Last season, cold, wet miserable day, we've had the lead the entire game and then loose it with 11 seconds left to play. They squib kick and one of my guys in the middle of the return formation picks it up in stride.
So me, the head coach, the brains of the operation; I'm on the sideline yelling my head off for the kid to get on the ground so we can call a time out and try to score. Instead, the kid reverses direction and returns the kickoff all the way for a touchdown. We end up winning the game in overtime and all I can think about is what would have happened if that kid had listened to his head coach on that final kickoff.
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Post by wccoach on May 29, 2008 18:16:58 GMT -6
Last year we were not very good and the Head Coach quits midseason & I move down from the Box to call the offensive plays on the field. We had a pretty bad coaching staff and the guy that goes up into the box is REALLY BAD! I gave him a series of lessons on how to help me from the box, but he just does not have the ability to grasp what I need. He would just yell GO! GO! or some other nonsense that was completely useless. I asked him numerous times to not just shout out plays to run, but tell me what the coverage was on each play and what kind of line stunts the defense was running. He just could not do this and I would end up with the head set around my neck by the second quarter during most games.
During our last home game of the season, I am making calls in the 3rd quarter with the head phone around my neck and I get a tap on the shoulder. I turn around to see the AD looking very angry and he asks me through clinched teeth why I am not using my head phones. I give him the head phones and tell him, "Take a listen and you tell me if there is anything worth listening to up there." He gets on and tells our box coach that he is going to relay the information to me and to do his job. We put together a 12 play drive for a touchdown and the AD is just standing next to me and doesn't say a word the entire time. After the extra point I look over to him with a raised eyebrow. He takes off the head set and hands it back to me. I say "What do think?" His face is so red I think he is going to have a stroke and he tells me to put them back on for our next drive and he disappears.
On our next drive, I put on the head phones and I hear the AD on the line in the box. He is in a heated discussion with someone and then comes on and tells me "I just fired Coach ______ and I will help you from now on!" He apologizes to me and we worked the last two away games to finish the year. He was pretty good and we laugh about it now. Everybody but me got fired after the season and a new head coach is now in place. I had seen some crazy stuff in my years, but I have never seen the AD fire the pressbox coach during a game and take over like that. I guess it really was not stupid, just jaw dropping unusual.
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Post by nickknx865 on May 30, 2008 7:17:26 GMT -6
Not really stupid but I think it's funny. When punt team goes out, I like to walk behind the special teams coach and count..9,10,11..12!? Then watch him go nuts trying to re-count everyone real fast. Lol, that is pretty funny |
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Post by wingt74 on May 30, 2008 8:08:21 GMT -6
Not really stupid but I think it's funny. When punt team goes out, I like to walk behind the special teams coach and count..9,10,11..12!? Then watch him go nuts trying to re-count everyone real fast. that's just plain WRONG. I signal in play calls...and had an assistant say to me...as the offense breaks the huddle and approaches the line "wow, I can't believe you pulled out the reverse pass here" We were winning, was like 3rd and short, we were pounding the ball really well. My heart sank, I started fumbling through my notes, thinking "OH NO, OH NO"...was just about to call timeout when he told me. "HAHAHA, NO NO! Was kidding, you have 34 belly going" I laughed after the game...but at that moment, I was quite upset  |
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Post by satch on May 30, 2008 8:09:42 GMT -6
We had a WR coach call timeout right behind the HC loud enough for the official to think it was him and we are charged for it driving right before half.
two plays later we run out of time at the 2 as our QB, who had signaled for the clock play, thought to himself, " you know what, I can make it." So with no one blocking and 5 seconds on the clock he snapped the ball and tried a QB sneak with no one blocking and took a 4 yrad loss as time expires. No FG, no TD.
Head Coach could decide which one he was going to kill first, The WR coach or the QB. So he killed them both at halftime. It was a classic
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Post by coachwoodall on May 30, 2008 8:47:41 GMT -6
Punter goes out to punt and counts the team up, 8,9,10....8,9,10... (panics)8,9,10!!!!! CALLS TIME OUT.
Coach walks out to the huddle, "What's wrong?" Punter, "We only have 10 on the field, Coach!!!"
Coach counts 11.
the punter forgot to count himself.
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had to change up how we huddled one time b/c of the QB.
We would huddle in 2 lines; OL facing the LOS, skill players lined up behind them facing the LOS, QB in front calling the play facing away from the LOS.
QB, "Pro right 18 (our sweep to the right)" When he would turn around and jog up to the LOS, he would also 'turn the play' around in his head and try to run the sweep to the left.
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Had a big kid one time who thought he was the next Shaq, actually he was more of a Charles Barkley type, but we got Hoover out to play football anyway.
In the middle of a game about 2/3 of the way through the season. Jimmy, our NG, gets hurt and limps off the field. I yell, "Hoover go in for Jimmy!!"
Hoover, "WHO'S THAT?!?!"
Me, "the Nose Guard!!!"
Hoover, "WHO'S THAT?!?!"
Me, "THE MAN WHO LINES UP IN FRONT OF THE CENTER!!!!"
Hoover, "WHO'S THAT?!?!?!?!?"
Me, "Time out!!!!!!!!!!"
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Post by bj88smc on Jun 1, 2008 6:20:59 GMT -6
We had our spring game last friday....a disaster. But the final 8 min when we played the frosh was classic.
Jimmy Freshman goes in @ corner, scared out of his mind. We're playing a WingT team that hadn't thrown the ball all night.
Wing to his side, WR on opp side of formation. Jimmy breaks the huddle and heads out to where there should be a WR. We try to tell him to slide down, but he's got tunnel vision, so he's out there guarding no one, 15 yards from the closest opp player.
I at least got a chuckle out of that because for the previous 30 min, I'd been in agony.
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Post by satch on Jun 2, 2008 6:35:45 GMT -6
good little player there. Does what he's told with no regards to common sense. Just glad we are not the only ones who coach those kids.
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Post by realdawg on Jun 2, 2008 7:25:20 GMT -6
Does the time my center crapped in his white practice pants, and continued to practice count for this topic?
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jlt
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Post by jlt on Jun 2, 2008 10:31:23 GMT -6
oh man thats disgusting but funny. Still stupid though.
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Post by towtheline on Jun 2, 2008 14:38:57 GMT -6
Does the time my center crapped in his white practice pants, and continued to practice count for this topic? haha I bet the QB was pumped about that |
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Post by spartancoach on Jun 2, 2008 15:32:28 GMT -6
"Panfry", that's cold.
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Post by jetcoach on Jun 2, 2008 15:46:14 GMT -6
On the punt team. We had a protector in the A and B gaps. The B gap protector forgets to go out, so the A gap protector is going to be realy smart and slide over behind the center to protect both gaps. The center then snaps the ball right into the kids nut sack, he then goes down like a heap of crap. It looks great on film.
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Post by bmarsh07 on Jun 2, 2008 16:54:38 GMT -6
My senior year of HS, we were playing in a downpour so everyone is already soaked, and we're in the fieldhouse at the half. We're getting ready to break back out for the second half, and our coach tells our middle linebacker to get us up. He says, "Coach- I gotta pi$$ first- can I go ahead and go?" Coach rolls his eyes and says,"Sure Tony-if you've got to, go ahead." Tony never moves, squints his eyes, pauses silently for about 15 seconds, and then smacks his helmet and yells "Yeah! Let's go!" as he ran out the door.
The entire team broke out in laughter.....
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Post by pking34 on Jun 2, 2008 17:13:25 GMT -6
Last year, in our first league game, the visiting teams' bus arrived at our field with 45 players, but they forgot something: their jerseys. So we let them play the game wearing our ROAD jerseys.
Funny thing about it is that they were a good football team; we had to come from behind to win that one.
I'll bet their equipment manager got an earful after that one, though.
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Post by coachd5085 on Jun 2, 2008 17:48:57 GMT -6
Not really stupid but I think it's funny. When punt team goes out, I like to walk behind the special teams coach and count..9,10,11..12!? Then watch him go nuts trying to re-count everyone real fast. Along these lines... coaching in a road game at a low level 1AA program with horrible facilities (they dropped football after that season) Their "pressbox" was the top level of the1st base line bleachers of the minor league park they rented. Anyway,we are up big in the third quarter, when we start picking up a local radioshow broadcast through the head sets. I use my cellphone, call in the show, and make a request/dedication to our head coach. The song "You've lost that loving feeling" The dedication...from ________ (name of opposing head coach) to _________ (name of our head coach). They read the dedication/played the song with 11:00 minutes left in the 4th...at which point we started to liberally sub. |
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Post by whitewolf75 on Jun 4, 2008 0:13:12 GMT -6
Sophomore LB our 1st year: We are getting beat behind the woodshed by that year's state champion (which was compounded by the fact that we were absolutely horrible). Punting situation- I guess the other team felt sorry for us due to the fact that their previous 6-yes 6 scoring drives lasted a total of 9 plays. Our 30 yard line- they were going in, which might I add was classy of their coach- he could have scored whenever he wanted- it was 4th and 2. Anyway, the sophomore LB- which we named Bouche' in honor of Bobby Bouche' of Waterboy fame (and yes he was that intelligent)- doesn't realize he comes off on punt return and is stuck in demented utopia on the field, calling a defense out (which defense no one knows to this day might I add). The DC is having a freaking heart attack screaming at the top of his lungs "Bouche', Bouche'!! Get off the f-ing field!" We have twelve men on, so we know that the flag is coming when the ball is snapped..... and they'll get a first down.... and probably score on the first play with their 4th string running back. When suddenly, an epiphany strikes this highly intelligent young man and he realizes that the other team is punting. I guess the fumble by the 3rd or 4th string QB on 1st down, the minimal gain by their equipment manager on 2nd down, and the cheerleader almost breaking for a touchdown on 3rd didn't tip him off enough. You can see the "Oh sh-t!" look in his eyes from the sidelines. Other team is about to break their huddle and line up to punt, when he opens up and runs straight to our sideline- THROUGH the other team's huddle- saying "EXCUSE ME I HAVE TO GET TO THE SIDELINE, I'M NOT ON PUNT RETURN!!" the whole time. The DC is having a heart attack shouting obscenities, our head coach is on the headsets saying he would like to be shot in the face, and I'm debating on whether or not I can drown myself in the water cooler and nobody will notice. What's truly ironic is that dumb a## eventually wound up being a darn good LB by his senior year. Broke the school record for tackles in a game- I guess piercing your nipples with a pin you found on the floor before that game got his "mind right". holy {censored} man, that was the funniest thing I have heard in a long time. |
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jlt
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Post by jlt on Jun 4, 2008 6:11:08 GMT -6
Not really stupid but I think it's funny. When punt team goes out, I like to walk behind the special teams coach and count..9,10,11..12!? Then watch him go nuts trying to re-count everyone real fast. Along these lines... coaching in a road game at a low level 1AA program with horrible facilities (they dropped football after that season) Their "pressbox" was the top level of the1st base line bleachers of the minor league park they rented. Anyway,we are up big in the third quarter, when we start picking up a local radioshow broadcast through the head sets. I use my cellphone, call in the show, and make a request/dedication to our head coach. The song "You've lost that loving feeling" The dedication...from ________ (name of opposing head coach) to _________ (name of our head coach). They read the dedication/played the song with 11:00 minutes left in the 4th...at which point we started to liberally sub. Oh man I think i just pi$$ed myself at my desk. |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 5, 2008 3:48:22 GMT -6
I coach In Philly, WAAAAY too many to list
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