Wednesday, June 27, 2012


Coaches, man, they always talked so rough.
Deep-voiced and rough.

“Coach, I hurt my big toe. I can’t practice football today.”
“Bullshit. You need a doctors excuse to miss practice”
“Yes Coach, I got one right here.”
“When did you go to the doctor?”
“Yesterday when I got home. My toe hurt. Mom took me.”

Coach examines excuse for a minute.

“So your mommy took you to the doctor. Okay Phantom, get your sorry ass over there with the rest of the invalids”
‘Sorry coach”
“You are all about sorry, aren’t you?’
“Yessir, thank you sir”

Frick’n coaches man, they were brutal.
My nickname used to be "The Phantom".

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