Running Bear
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So this team is kicking off and the coach feels a tap on his shoulder.
"Not now" he says as the ball lands in his return man's hands and the special teams action starts.
Tap, Tap.
"Hold on," the coach says.
Tap, Tap, Tap ... as his offense is running onto the field for the first play of the game (the coach also calls all the plays)
Finally, the coach turns around and sees a reporter (not me, I swear), from a local paper.
"What the fork do you want?" the coach asks.
"I need a roster," the reporter says.
"I'm a little busy right now!" the coach screams.
Later, the coach told me he wanted to take said reporter and stuff him in the nearest garbage can. He also referred to that reporter only as "idiot" from then on. Every time I talked to him, "Hey, you'll never guess what idiot did."
Problem was, I couldn't argue with the coach. The guy was the biggest idiot I've ever worked with. And that wasn't even one of his biggest offenses.
As for rosters, I always went to the the PA announcer and asked him if I could have them after the game. Sometimes, if I got to the game early enough or it was halftime, I just copied them down myself. Really, it's not that hard. If he didn't have one for the other team, I would write down the numbers of all the players who touched the ball in the first half and grab somebody on their sideline to give me the names.
"Not now" he says as the ball lands in his return man's hands and the special teams action starts.
Tap, Tap.
"Hold on," the coach says.
Tap, Tap, Tap ... as his offense is running onto the field for the first play of the game (the coach also calls all the plays)
Finally, the coach turns around and sees a reporter (not me, I swear), from a local paper.
"What the fork do you want?" the coach asks.
"I need a roster," the reporter says.
"I'm a little busy right now!" the coach screams.
Later, the coach told me he wanted to take said reporter and stuff him in the nearest garbage can. He also referred to that reporter only as "idiot" from then on. Every time I talked to him, "Hey, you'll never guess what idiot did."
Problem was, I couldn't argue with the coach. The guy was the biggest idiot I've ever worked with. And that wasn't even one of his biggest offenses.
As for rosters, I always went to the the PA announcer and asked him if I could have them after the game. Sometimes, if I got to the game early enough or it was halftime, I just copied them down myself. Really, it's not that hard. If he didn't have one for the other team, I would write down the numbers of all the players who touched the ball in the first half and grab somebody on their sideline to give me the names.
