I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?"
"Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet.
You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times."
It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach.
He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
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LIKE
Could be worse.
No heartbreak compares to the loss of your bloodstained volleyball.
We all know how it feels to lose a Wilson...makes you wanna Ralph.
Last edited by feldspar; 12-22-2014 at 08:25 AM.
Kelly was a bigger loss.
who is the one in the upper left?
Youth is wasted on the young. And I'm only 36.Originally Posted by MST3KBillsfan
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