BACK ISSUES - APRIL 2002
As many of you know, I am a great believer in teaching blocking and tackling using hand shields. Unfortunately, the standard-size shield can sometimes make it impossible for a little guy to wrap his arms around it and "grab cloth," much less lock his arms. (Those of you who have my "Safer and Surer Tackling" tape will understand what I am saying. As a result of a recent inquiry from a coach, I have been in touch with a manufacturer who tells me that if there is sufficient interest, he would be able to produce a "youth" pad about 15-20 per cent smaller in all dimensions: approximately 20 x 16 x 3, with two handles same as the adult size. A company in the Northwest has produced a sample "fight shield" for me to take around to clinics. Its price is $40 each when you buy from 1-4; $35 each if you buy 5 or more. The young fellow demonstrating the shield is Coach Dwayne Pierce's son, Xavier. He has told his friends that a "famous coach" took his picture and is going to put him on his web site.
*********** Our local newspaper ran a story Friday about a young woman, accused of murdering her mother-in-law, who just gave birth. "Sofia Johnson, alleged embezzler and accused murderer, has a new title: mom," was how the story ran. I wanted to say, "Mom, " my ass. I'm willing to bet that little kid will never call her "Mom." This is a clever little trick employed by today's news media, using certain touchy-feely words that tug at our heartstrings. Want to make people sympathetic toward a young middle school punk? Refer to him as a "child." ("Neighbor Accused of Assaulting Child." Yeah - the same 14-year-old "child" that the neighbor slugged when he caught him trying to remove his car stereo.) Want to make that high school kid who's been in and out of the juvenile justice system sound like he's Archie Andrews? Call him a "teen." ("Alaska Teen Charged in Infant's Abuse Death."). Want to make everybody feel better about that 15-year-old who just gave birth and has decided to keep her baby? Call her a "mom." Better yet, a "Teen mom." This "mom" business, when they really mean "mother," has been bothering me for some time. "Mom" is not synonymous with "Mother." "Mother" is a biological term acquired by the physical process of giving birth; animals are mothers. "Mom", on the other hand, is a term of endearment. It is bestowed by the child. It can't be claimed by the mother or conferred by an outsider. Not even a newspaper reporter. It has to be earned. You can't give birth to a child, then desert it, and claim to be its "Mom." Now, there is always a chance that that 15-year-old teen mother may actually become a Mom. But that depends on whether she earns the right to the title. Let's wait and see. There is considerably less likelihood that that young woman accused of murdering her mother-in-law will ever earn the title. True, "Mom" sounds a lot more comfy-cozy to a lot of the deadheads who just read the headlines and watch the talking heads on TV, but it's time the news media stop conferring the title on women who haven't earned it. I am now taking orders for "PRACTICE WITHOUT
PADS," my latest video production. It is geared
primarily to the youth coach, but it will be useful
to high school coaches as well. It deals with
subjects ranging from the organizational details
that you must cover before you even start to
practice, to pre-season workouts, and takes you all
the way through a practice to the sort of things
you might want to cover when you're wrapping things
up at the end. In between are drills dealing with
flexibility, strength, form-running and agility, as
well as the basics of proper blocking, tackling and
ball-handling. It ends with numerous fun-type
drills that you can use to build competitiveness
and morale among your kids, and send them home
wanting more. And the best part of it is, although
you might see players on the tape performing some
of the drills while wearing helmets and pads,
and
although these drills are still plenty useful once
you're allowed to hit, they are drills that you can
do in the off-season, or in pre-season before
you're allowed to have any contact! The
tape runs approximately 1-1/2 hours in length and
sells for $49.95 - mail check or money order to
Coach Hugh Wyatt - 1503 NE 6th Avenue - Camas, WA
98607 WHAT THEY'RE SAYING ABOUT "PRACTICE
WITHOUT PADS" - Coach, I viewed your
tape last night and I want to commend you on
another fine production. It was great from the
onset and got better as it went along. There is a
ton of great information on the tape for youth
coaches such as myself who are always looking to
improve. My wife caught the tail-end of it, and
commented a number of times on how much fun the
drills looked (in the fun-time section). I'm always
looking for new ideas to add fun (with
conditioning) to the practices, and the tape has
loads of ideas. Plus, although you don't coach to
make the moms happy, it was nice that my wife could
look at it and recognize that the kids were having
fun (and that our kids will have fun with these
competitive drills this coming season). It never
hurts to keep the moms happy, since they are often
the ones who are unsure about whether their boys
should play or not, and are often the ones who have
to schlep the kids to/from practice, so I think
that it's great for them the see that the kids are
having fun (as well as learning and getting
fitter). If we get enough of a sign-up, I'll be
coaching a 7th grade team, and will finally get to
run the double-wing as it should be run. If I'm
fortunate enough to be able to be a head coach, I'm
determined to make the season a hugely successful
one for the kids in terms of learning the game,
gaining some skills, and having some fun. I'm
hoping that it will have a positive effect on the
program as well. Your tape will go a long way in
helping me achieve these goals. Thanks again for
your efforts, and I'll see you in Providence. Rick
Davis, Duxbury, Mass *********** Coach, Great job on the "Practice
Without Pads" video. I would recommend it for any
youth coach. It doesn't matter if you are just
beginning or have been around for awhile, you can
learn something from it. There are several things
that I will be implementing this year. Thanks. L.
E. "Stew" Stewart, Yuma, Arizona *********** Coach Wyatt, I received your
videos today on "Safer & Surer Tackling" &
"Practice without Pads". They complement each other. I heartily
recommend them both to any coach on any level. The
practice video explained the how and why of drills
that teach fundamental football. It explained how
they related to situations players would see in
competition. It expanded one drill to the next, to
the next, until a compete base of knowledge was
taught to players! I laughed watching the pulling drill with the
tubes!!!! I think I would have LOVED to have been
able to participate in that drill during my youth.
What a fun workout!!!! The tackling video taught me some tackling
teaching skills that I am ashamed to admit that I
had not learned in 8 years of coaching football. I
think I taught tackling "ok" before. Now I know how
to teach tackling in a safer, but more fun, more
physical and more exciting manner. In 2 hours of watching video, I feel I have
increased my ability to coach WINNING football by
300%. Wait until I can review it several times
again! I feel like I have received a BF (Bachelor's
of Football) from the U of W (University of
Wyatt). Sincerely, Marlowe Aldrich, Youth Coach,
Billings, Montana *********** It's too late to do anything about the poor kids who've already been produced - and abused - by the dregs of our society, but we can still do something about the abuse victims yet unborn. Anybody want to enlist in the Sterilization Squadron? Should you choose to join up.... you will be deputized and given a rifle and scope, with a magazine full of darts spiked with a powerful contraceptive. You may select from one of the following three assignments, first come, first served. They are all recent cases. (1) In Portland, a little 8-year-old girl was stabbed to death when for some reason or another - perhaps to try to make peace - she stepped between her father and her knife-wielding half brother, who evidently were engaged in a violent disagreement. Although it is suggested that you aim for the buttocks, where you hit your targets is really not all that important. Readers
please, please
note: Over and
over, I am being asked by athletes for workout
programs - ways they can get bigger, stronger
and/or faster. I must remind everyone that this
site is intended as a service for coaches.
No
one on this site is going to tell an athlete how to
become bigger, faster or stronger. That is his
coach's job. My arrangement with Steve
Plisk,who is kept plenty busy in his day job as
strength and conditioning coach for all of Yale's
sports, is that he will answer, to the best of his
ability and to the extent that his schedule
permits, questions from coaches (including
youth coaches), especially questions that in my
opinion will be of interest to coaches in general.
He will not prescribe individual workouts, nor will
I. The question above is of such
a general nature, applicable to other athletes and
coaches, that I forwarded it to Steve for an
answer. Steve already has a full-time
job overseeing the strength and conditioning needs
of Yale's athletes in more than 30 intercollegiate
sports, and it would simply not be feasible for him
- or me - to prescribe personal training programs,
even if if we weren't opposed to putting ourselves
between any athlete and his (or her) coach.
In general I am not a big fan
of personal coaches - whether we are talking about
strength, speed, skills or psychology - for
athletes who are already participating in team
sports. As Steve says, "everyone is
looking for the magic training program - no
one ever seems to be satisfied with the one they've
been provided. We deal with the same thing
here, and in my opinion it's killing the
profession." I believe
- and I tell this to anyone who asks me about a
training program other than what their coach has
provided them - that it is important that any young
athlete learn to work with his (or her) own coach,
without "benefit" of outside advice.Football is not
figure skating. Football is not golf. Despite the
best efforts of some people, it is still a team
sport. I think the growing presence of outside
gurus is a major source of the problems faced by
today's coaches. If you're an athlete or a parent
and you're still reading this... LISTEN TO YOUR
COACH! Hugh Wyatt The bikers had gathered in Laughlin for the 20th annual River Run, one of the USA's largest motorcycle rallies. According to witnesses, the fight started when one member of the Mongols encountered a group of Hells Angels at a casino bar. "One of the Hells Angels guys pulls out a gun and pops him in the head, and after that, it's just pandemonium," according to a police officer. The fight, which took place inside Harrah's casino, left at least a dozen others suffering from gunshot or stab wounds, and represents a flaring-up of a long-simmering feud. So what's this got to do with football? Permit me to introduce John Torres, who in his real life is a Double-Wing coach, but for relaxation and recreation serves as San Francisco Area Director of the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms. Coach Torres says the feud's been going on a long time - "basically, since the late 1970's," he told USA Today. Coach Torres has plenty of experience in dealing with these gentleman riders. Two years ago, the ATF arrested some 50 Mongols after a lengthy investigation. Although things had been relatively calm until recently, Torres said, "lately we've seen an escalation," as the Mongols and other groups such as the Pagans, Bandidos and Outlaws have been provoked by what he called the Hells Angels' "very aggressive" attempts to expand into rivals' turf in the fight over control of drug distribution, prostitution and assorted other criminal activities. After a day like that, dealing with parents who don't like the Double-Wing wouldn't appear to be much of a challenge. Actually, Coach Torres doesn't have a whole lot of problems in that regard anyhow - it doesn't hurt to have had the success that he's had as a youth coach, in Virginia, in Southern California, and now in Northern California. *********** I am constantly amused by the number of guys who sound shocked when I answer the phone myself, as if I would have two or three secretaries to ward off callers. A guy called Monday and actually thanked me for answering the phone. "This is a miracle," he said. "I can't even get the air conditioning guy to answer the phone - all I get is his voice mail." Well, I do try to answer the phone, but I wouldn't call that a miracle. A miracle is seeing a paralyzed kid walk again, or seeing a young mother of four little kids beat cancer. But the guy has given me an idea. "Welcome to Coach Wyatt Worldwide Headquarters. For instructions in English, press '1'"(Without waiting to hear the lists of other languages, let's say you press "1") *********** "One draft day tidbit I found funny was that after the Bears drafted Adrian Peterson (Georgia Southern RB who rushed for 6,543 yards) and Janin (Wide Receiver out of Delaware) in the sixth round, Dick Jauron was telling the media that these guys put up astronomical numbers in college but it was mostly due to the system they ran. A reporter asked him to explain what he meant and he stammered that wishbone, double slot, veer, and wing-t offenses always produce huge offensive output but we will have to wait and see if these guys can be a part of a pro style offense. The radio commentator said that he didn't really know what a wing-t was but it sure sounded like a better offense than anything the Bears have been running over the last 14 seasons!!!" Bill Lawlor, Hoffman Estates, Illinois ************ Joe Soucheray, one of my favorite columnists, notes in the St. Paul Pioneer Press that the Minnesota State Senate, despite a lot of patriotic hoopla about "mandating" the weekly recital of the Pledge of Allegiance by students in Minnesota schools, didn't exactly do that. Instead, he says, what the Senate actually did was pass a bill that said, "Schools, you're saying the Pledge of Allegiance once a week - unless you don't want to." As Soucheray says, that's hardly a mandate. It's a recommendation. Meanwhile, while no one was looking, a State Senator named Mee Moua slipped a real mandate into the bill. Senator Moua, who leaves messages on her answering machine in both English and Hmong, is evidently concerned about the effect on new immigrants of asking them to show a little respect to their host country. She managed to include in the bill a provision that students be instructed once a year that refusing to say the Pledge doesn't make them unpatriotic. Now, that's her opinion. Nothing more. It is not a fact. It is fair to say that Senator Moua and I differ greatly in our opinions, because I can't imagine anything more unpatriotic than a refusal to pledge allegiance to the flag and to the country for which it stands. Regardless, teaching Minnesota's children that they have a right to refuse is now part of the bill and, unlike the saying of the pledge, it's a mandate. *********** So you want to be a college coach... well, here's your chance! Georgia State, located in Atlanta, is the second-largest college in the state of Georgia, and the largest college in the country without a football program. Someone is trying to do something about that, beginning with a non-scholarship club-level program that will play Division II and III programs and some Division I JV's. Coach Carl Lawrence is looking for volunteer assistants for all positions on the both sides of the ball. They are looking for people with college or large high school coaching experience. Obviously, the money is not there, but this could represent a tremendous opportunity for someone with ambition who can recognize a ground-floor opportunity to grow. Fax your resume to 404 765 6532 (and make sure to include on your resume phone numbers where you can be reached). *********** I have had a couple of high school coaches come to me at clinics and say, in effect, "I didn't get back to you on the Black Lion Award because frankly, I didn't think we had anyone deserving of it." Man, I really appreciated that. The Black Lion Award is not meant to be a Good Conduct Medal or a Perfect Attendance Award, and I respect coaches who respect the Award for what it is meant to be.
*********** Supt. Vagner: It is with great regret that I find out that the "professional sports" psyche has invaded your school district. The idea of not offering Coach Osmundson a new contract is absurd. From what I know about the man, you are extremely lucky to have a man like him be so loyal to your district and its children. You CANNOT have the past success that Coach Osmundson has achieved and not be able to teach the game of football! Whoever believes Coach Osmundson cannot teach has no business teaching any child anything! Personally, I would like to know the backgrounds of the people responsible for making the decision to not bring Coach Osmundson back. Have they ever coached a sport in their lives?! Do they truly understand that coaching football entails much more than teaching X's & O's?! (Of which I know Coach Osmundson can do. I've witnessed the play of his team on videotape. The man CAN COACH and TEACH!) All you have accomplished is to magnify the absurd idea that wins equals success. High schools don't have the luxury of recruiting players. You go with what you have from year to year, and it's not always the best talent level. My last question is this: Will YOUR JOB be evaluated by the number of kids who score high on state standardized tests? If this kind of absurd "grading" is good enough for Coach Osmundson, then it certainly is good enough for you!
*********** Joe Sullivan is on a roll. Two weeks ago I reprinted (with permission) his piece, "Too Bad Every Kid Can't Play For the 'Worst Coach Ever,'" from his weekly column in the Manchester, New Hampshire Union Leader, and back he comes with another one that coaches - and teachers - can appreciate: Writing's a passion; teaching children is labor of love
Rick Rescorla was on the phone at the time to his best friend. "You watching TV?" he asked. "The dumb sons of bitches told me not to evacuate," he said as he watched TV. "They said it's just Building One. I told them I'm getting my people the [expletive] out of here." And so he did, and miraculously - on a day when miracles were few - he directed the evacuation to safety of 2700 of Morgan Stanley's employees. Only six of the company's employees perished. Rick Rescorla was one of them. He is becoming famous, as well he should. NBC's "Dateline" devoted a major portion of a show a couple of weeks ago to Rick's story. Other than the fact that Jane Pauley kept lobbing "doesn't it just make you want to cry?" type questions at the people she interviewed, obviously pandering to that segment of the female audience that wouldn't sit still for a straight piece about (ugh!) a man's man, it was nicely done. Thanks to Cornwall native (and Double-Wing coach) Mike Kent, I even knew enough about Cornish tradition to recognize "Trelawny", the Cornish National Anthem, being sung in the background. Now, many Americans who recognize the man's true bravery are calling on President Bush to award him the highest honor that can be bestowed on an American civilian. HAVE YOU SIGNED THE PETITION ASKING THAT RICK RESCORLA BE AWARDED THE PRESIDENTIAL MEDAL OF HONOR? DO IT NOW, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO DO IT, TOO! I was #3533. Bill Livingstone, of Troy, Michigan, wrote to tell me he was #4290. Mick Yanke, of Cokato, Minnesota was #4268; Greg Koenig, of Las Animas, Colorado, was #8192 - Doug Gibson, of Naperville, Illinois was #10,413 - as of April 28 the total was 10,430 EVEN IF YOU DON'T SIGN, GO TO THE SITE AND READ WHAT SOME OF THE SIGNERS HAVE TO SAY, AND YOU'LL FEEL A GREAT SENSE OF PRIDE http://www.petitiononline.com/pmfrick/petition.html
Coach Wyatt, I am Robert Boyles from Blue Springs, Missouri. I had enlisted in the Black Lion Award earlier in the season and am writing to request that you issue my certificate in the name of TIVIS CARR. Tivis has played for me for two years, he is the type of player that probably could have played any position he set his mind to, although Tivis ended up playing right guard and tackle for our team for the past two years, he was within the weight limit of being a ball carrier but we needed a lineman, although he did ask to carry the ball he never gave up working hard at the position we asked. On the defensive side of the ball Tivis was probably our best lineman he liked playing nosegaurd or tackle and spent a few games at corner, he was quick and had great vision for the ball carrier, Tivis without a doubt was an outstanding player and great teammate! Robert Boyles Blue Springs, Missouri
Coach: We finished our season at 2-8. Not exactly great; but a lot of people had us pegged as going 0-10 after the hit by graduation last year. We will be having a December17th football banquet and wanted to know what I need to do about getting the Black Lion award by then. Our winner is JR WR/DB MATT MILBURN. Milburn started the year by being moved to WB. As a freshmen WB came along and learned, Matt went back to TE/SE without complaining-- knowing that he would go from 8-9 touches a game to about 2-3. What probable sums up his unselfishness best is this example. We were trailing 26-7 late in the game.There was probable only15-18 seconds left. We ran a reverse (with no timeouts). It worked, we fooled them & he broke down the sideline. On about the 3 yardline, someone had pursued into position to possibly make the play. Matt probably could have scored (he hadn't scored all season after catching and making several HUGE plays the year before); but he chose to get out of bounds and save the clock for the next play; which set up someone else to score. It would have been easy to try and score one for oneself, especially in a game that was "over". But I have not often been prouder of a player, he symbolized what I try to stress at all times --"Never give up and don't play for yourself". By the way, Matt has a 1100 SAT nad GPA of 90. I am hoping to encourage him to look into a military academy. In addition to football, he excels in basketball and baseball.Thanks. John Bowen, Glascock County HS Gibson, Georgia
We just voted on the Black Lion Award.. The winner is Shane McBurney #1.. Besides being a great QB, Shane is first and foremost a good character young man.. Shane is a natural leader and he leads by setting the right example.. Shane never had to be disciplined and never had to be told to do something twice.. We are all very proud of Shane and he is very deserving of this great award.. Thank you for your time..Coach Collin Bottrill - Phoenix, Arizona
Coach Wyatt, Danny Marland is Madison's Black Lion. He has been in bed with a broken leg since September 7th. His #1 concern has been our teams success. We are all hoping he recovers and has a great season next year. Coach Gordon Leib, James Madison High School, 2500 James Madison Drive, Vienna,Virginia (BE SURE TO E-MAIL ME - coachwyatt@aol.com - AND ENROLL (OR RE-ENROLL) YOUR TEAM FOR 2002! (FOR MORE INFO)
MORE ABOUT DON HOLLEDER AND THE TYPE OF MAN HE WAS "Major Holleder overflew the area (under attack) and saw a whole lot of Viet Cong and many American soldiers, most wounded, trying to make their way our of the ambush area. He landed and headed straight into the jungle, gathering a few soldiers to help him go get the wounded. A sniper's shot killed him before he could get very far. He was a risk-taker who put the common good ahead of himself, whether it was giving up a position in which he had excelled or putting himself in harm's way in an attempt to save the lives of his men. My contact with Major Holleder was very brief and occured just before he was killed, but I have never forgotten him and the sacrifice he made. On a day when acts of heroism were the rule, rather than the exception, his stood out." Dave Berry By the way... to make sure the record is correct... There is no "n" in "Holleder." The correct pronunciation is NOT "Hollander" - there is no "N". It was common, when Don Holleder was playing, for announcers to mispronounce his name "Hollander," and evidently it was a sore spot with his former wife, since remarried who, when I spoke with her, evidently thought I'd said "Hollander," and was quick to correct me!
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*********** Wednesday was National Administrative Professionals Day. It used to be known as National Secretaries Day. *********** After watching your video on safer and surer tackling, I have a question. In practice I can eliminate mismatches but in the game naturally I cant. How can I teach a small corner to tackle a big fullback using your techniques? If your kid is sitting there waiting to be run over by a big fullback, you can't. You have to teach your tackler to attack, not sit and wait, and the reality is that 99 per cent of tackles are not head-on. *********** A kid on a local track team has been staying after practice to work on throwing the hammer. He seems to think that it is going to pay off. "Scholarships are my ticket to college," he told a sports reporter. Now, it is possible he was referring to Merit scholarships and the like. But if he is really serious about getting a college scholarship for throwing the hammer, he is either getting bad advice or he is nuts. C'mon, now - you be the athletic director. Your assignment: even out those damn scholarships so you're not giving a disproportionate number to men, which means having to cut out some men's scholarships - maybe even entire sports. As you go down the list of possible cuts you can make, you happen to notice that your track coach has a hammer-thrower on half scholarship. A hammer-thrower? you ask. What the hell is that? You take out your red pencil and draw a line through that entry. That one was easy. *********** I'm not saying that NHL players are hard-nosed or anything, but let's just say that if you're a high school kid who's done something wrong and the vice-principal in charge of discipline is a former hockey player, you ain't gonna get a lot of compassion and understanding and searches for the root cause of your behavior problems. There was Saku Koivu, captain of the Canadiens, recently returned to action seven months after being diagnosed with stomach cancer,and undergoing treatment and then rehab, out on the ice against the Boston Bruins. Wham! One Bruin checked him into the boards, knocking him off his skates. Pow! Another one elbowed him as he struggled groggily to get up. Oof! A third Bruin nailed him, knocking him through the open door of the Bruins' bench area. Somehow, I can't see any NHL player serving up meatball pitches so an opponent can set a home run record, or playing matador on the offensive line so that an opposing defensive lineman can set a record for sacks. *********** Thursday was Anzac Day in Australia, the national holiday on which they honor the men who served in the World Wars, and the big event, like the old Lions-Packers games on Thanksgiving Day, is the big footy match between the Collingwood Magpies and the Essendon Bombers (how's that for PC?), two old established Melbourne clubs. When my son, Ed, called me to chat, he mentioned that it was raining to beat hell, and with the game on live TV, he was a bit worried about people staying home. Not to worry. Ed, who never ceases to be amazed by the fervor of the Australian sports fan, wrote: "unbelievable effort by Collingwood at the MCG (Melbourne Cricket Ground) yesterday to upset Essendon...and get this...more than 84,000 turned up in pouring rain with the game on live TV in Melbourne...astounding!" *********** H. L. Mencken, the Sage of Baltimore, once said, "Nobody ever went broke underestimating the taste of the American public." And so, aiming about as low as it is possible to do, an enterprising businessman from Delray Beach, Florida is giving us "Heroes of the World Trade Center" trading cards. The cards will feature pictures of those killed in the World Trade Center bombing, with biographical tidbits on the flip side. ("He loved to fish.") He got the names from the newspaper, and managed to get phone numbers from the Internet. Understandably, many relatives of victims are repulsed by the idea, but as of a week ago, he had 160 people signed up.
One of the guy's previous undertakings was a set of collectible marijuana trading cards (?).
*********** This past weekend I paid my once-yearly visit to perhaps my favorite bar in America, the Shannon View, in Warwick, RI, and I realized, finally, that despite 27 years in the Pacific Northwest, I am still an Easterner. I like Eastern bars and Eastern conviviality. Don't laugh - the same Easterners who might not give you the time of day out on the street are the friendliest people in the world when you sit down next to them in a pub. And conversely, those Westerners who smile and tell you to "have a nice day," can be surly and hostile when you walk into their place. Unless you like loud juke box music, cue balls bouncing off the table, and onto the floor, people fighting and spilling beer on the floor, you would like the Shannon View. I ordered a Guiness draft, and when the bartender finally finished pouring it, he handed it to me and I looked down at the head and damned if I didn't see a shamrock in the foam! I called him over and asked if I was hallucinating, and he laughed and said, no - it was just a little thing he'd taught himself to do as he's finishing off the head. People of all ages sat around the large, rectangular bar socializing, as the bartender moved back and forth in the center, keeping everyone happy by as bartender/social director. I sat there and listened a while, trying to figure what was unusual about the sound of the place. Why was this different from most of the places I've been to all over the West? Finally, I figured out what it was - it was the sound of voices. Voices engaged in conversation. Not loud, boisterous bellowing or shrill female shrieks. Just the din of dozens of conversations going on. There was a complete absence of the loud jukebox music that in most western taverns passes for ambience. Two older men sat at a table behind me and played cribbage, something I hadn't seen since I lived in Connecticut after graduation from college. A big guy ordered five bottles of beer for himself and the people at his table, and, noticing an old friend engaged in conversation over on the other side of the bar, nodded toward him and told the bartender, "give Charlie whatever he's drinkin'." That's when I knew I was back in the East. Talk about your western friendliness all you like, but I have lived in the West for more than 25 years and have yet to come across one single incident of that quaint Eastern barroom custom of sending a drink to someone with your compliments. I struck up a conversation with a guy on my left whose accent I couldn't place. Turned out he was from Wales. He was waiting for the piano player to come on and play some Welsh songs. The two guys on my right, in the space of three minutes, covered three sports, going from bitching about Ottawa's center-ice zone trap (whatever that is) to discussing the race at Talladega on Sunday, to making a bet between them on whether Phil Mickelson will win a major this year - or ever. It could never happen in any place in the Portland area. I am now taking orders for "PRACTICE WITHOUT
PADS," my latest video production. It is geared
primarily to the youth coach, but it will be useful
to high school coaches as well. It deals with
subjects ranging from the organizational details
that you must cover before you even start to
practice, to pre-season workouts, and takes you all
the way through a practice to the sort of things
you might want to cover when you're wrapping things
up at the end. In between are drills dealing with
flexibility, strength, form-running and agility, as
well as the basics of proper blocking, tackling and
ball-handling. It ends with numerous fun-type
drills that you can use to build competitiveness
and morale among your kids, and send them home
wanting more. And the best part of it is, although
you might see players on the tape performing some
of the drills while wearing helmets and pads, these
are drills that you can do in the off-season, or in
pre-season before you're allowed to have any
contact! The tape runs approximately 1-1/2 hours in
length and sells for $49.95 - mail check or money
order to Coach Hugh Wyatt - 1503 NE 6th Avenue -
Camas, WA 98607 WHAT THEY'RE SAYING ABOUT "PRACTICE
WITHOUT PADS" - Coach, I viewed your
tape last night and I want to commend you on
another fine production. It was great from the
onset and got better as it went along. There is a
ton of great information on the tape for youth
coaches such as myself who are always looking to
improve. My wife caught the tail-end of it, and
commented a number of times on how much fun the
drills looked (in the fun-time section). I'm always
looking for new ideas to add fun (with
conditioning) to the practices, and the tape has
loads of ideas. Plus, although you don't coach to
make the moms happy, it was nice that my wife could
look at it and recognize that the kids were having
fun (and that our kids will have fun with these
competitive drills this coming season). It never
hurts to keep the moms happy, since they are often
the ones who are unsure about whether their boys
should play or not, and are often the ones who have
to schlep the kids to/from practice, so I think
that it's great for them the see that the kids are
having fun (as well as learning and getting
fitter). If we get enough of a sign-up, I'll be
coaching a 7th grade team, and will finally get to
run the double-wing as it should be run. If I'm
fortunate enough to be able to be a head coach, I'm
determined to make the season a hugely successful
one for the kids in terms of learning the game,
gaining some skills, and having some fun. I'm
hoping that it will have a positive effect on the
program as well. Your tape will go a long way in
helping me achieve these goals. Thanks again for
your efforts, and I'll see you in Providence. Rick
Davis, Duxbury, Mass
Readers
please, please
note: Over and
over, I am being asked by athletes for workout
programs - ways they can get bigger, stronger
and/or faster. I must remind everyone that this
site is intended as a service for coaches.
No
one on this site is going to tell an athlete how to
become bigger, faster or stronger. That is his
coach's job. My arrangement with Steve
Plisk,who is kept plenty busy in his day job as
strength and conditioning coach for all of Yale's
sports, is that he will answer, to the best of his
ability and to the extent that his schedule
permits, questions from coaches (including
youth coaches), especially questions that in my
opinion will be of interest to coaches in general.
He will not prescribe individual workouts, nor will
I. The question above is of such
a general nature, applicable to other athletes and
coaches, that I forwarded it to Steve for an
answer. Steve already has a full-time
job overseeing the strength and conditioning needs
of Yale's athletes in more than 30 intercollegiate
sports, and it would simply not be feasible for him
- or me - to prescribe personal training programs,
even if if we weren't opposed to putting ourselves
between any athlete and his (or her) coach.
In general I am not a big fan
of personal coaches - whether we are talking about
strength, speed, skills or psychology - for
athletes who are already participating in team
sports. As Steve says, "everyone is
looking for the magic training program - no
one ever seems to be satisfied with the one they've
been provided. We deal with the same thing
here, and in my opinion it's killing the
profession." I believe
- and I tell this to anyone who asks me about a
training program other than what their coach has
provided them - that it is important that any young
athlete learn to work with his (or her) own coach,
without "benefit" of outside advice.Football is not
figure skating. Football is not golf. Despite the
best efforts of some people, it is still a team
sport. I think the growing presence of outside
gurus is a major source of the problems faced by
today's coaches. If you're an athlete or a parent
and you're still reading this... LISTEN TO YOUR
COACH! Hugh Wyatt *********** A charter school in Mesa, Arizona lost $7.5 million in state funding when its enrollment fell. So now, it's offering its teachers a bonus tied to a "customer satisfaction survey," to be filled out by parents. They probably don't have sports. But wouldn't if be fun to coach there, and read what they wrote about you? *********** WAZZU is no more. By decree of the President of Washington State University, you can't buy any more WAZZU bumper stickers, and the school bookstores are about out of WAZZU sweatshirts. WAZZU, the nickname often given the school by Washingtonians, evidently is not dignified enough, and does not project the image the President would like for his University. He says it tends to promote Washington State's reputation as a party school. (Party school? Washington State? Naaah. Where would anybody get that idea?) So Mr. President, no doubt eager to impress his fellow university presidents, has instructed everyone - well, those who depend on him for their jobs, at least - to refer to WAZZU from now on as "Washington State University." Actually, I think he should go a step further, and make it even more pretentious, the way the people at places like Nebraska, North Carolina and Texas do. Ever notice the self-promotional spots on the televised football games - the ones where colleges show students (always plenty of them "of color") in lab smocks, staring up through safety glasses at test tubes, while a sonorous voice tells us how many honors its music school has won? That may be good old "Nebraska" down on the field, but on the TV spots, the powers that be pompously refer to it as "The University of Nebraska-Lincoln"; North Carolina is "The University of North Carolina-Chapel Hill"; Texas is "The University of Texas-Austin?" It's a prestige thing. How many campuses do you have? Only one? Oh. If Washington State, located in the little town of Pullman, Washington, were to promote itself as Washington State University-Pullman, it could start selling bumper stickers and sweatshirts that say WASSUP. ***********Now that Major Applewhite has been passed over in the NFL draft, perhaps he'll take advantage of that offer we kept hearing about last season - that offer to join the coaching staff at Texas. The same staff that screwed him over the last two years. *********** Sam Francis, an All-American in both football and track and field at the University of Nebraska, died on Tuesday at the age of 86. Playing fullback for Coach Dana X. Bible's Big Six championship team in 1936, Mr. Francis finished second to Yale's Larry Kelley in the voting for the Heisman Trophy. A shotputter on the Huskers track team, he finished fourth in the 1936 Olympics in Berlin, and won the NCAA shot put championship in 1937. The top draft pick of the Eagles in 1937, he played four seasons in the NFL, with the Bears, Steelers and Brooklyn Dodgers. *********** Amind all the talk of global warming, President Bush had to cancel a speech this past week because of snow. I encountered snow in Minneapolis-St. Paul while passing through this past weekend. Does that prove that there is no global warming? No - but neither does the gobbledegook that enviromentalists try to pass off as science prove that there is global warming. Matt Bastardi, a youth coach in New Jersey, directed me to his brother's weather column. His brother, Joe, is a meteorologist for Accuweather, and Joe writes a very interesting column. After hearing the opinions of Al Gore and the Environazis (a rock group?) on such subjects as global warming, it is enlightening to get some facts. http://www.accuweather.com/adcbin/news_index?nav=home&type=jbs *********** Two Oregon City, Oregon teenage girls have been missing for several weeks now. They disappeared on separate occasions, and the incidents do not appear to be related. Sadly, as time goes on, it appears less and less likely that they ran away. A minor side note to the girls' disappearance was the claim by the mother of one of them that her child's school - a middle-school - never notified anyone that her daughter wasn't in school on the day she vanished. And so all the yahoos who know absolutely nothing about how a school works immediately immediately took up the cry that in addition to feeding kids and keeping them warm and dry, not to mention teaching them the proper use of a condom, it is also a school's responsibility to notify parents or authorities the instant it is determined that the child is not in class. Bingo! One more job that our schools didn't know they had to do but failed to do all the same. For those of you who may agree with Mom, let me explain certain of the problems today's schools face: First of all, today's schools are BIG. It is not at all unusual for a middle school (grades 6-7-8) to have upwards of 600 kids. Maybe 1000. With daily attendance in the neighborhood of 80 per cent in some places, that's a lot of people to have to notify when their little darlings are not in school. Most of them know, anyhow, so it's also a lot of wasted effort on the part of some school worker who is going to have to take time away from whatever else he or she was doing. And, of course, someone at the bottom of the list of parents to call is sure to complain because he/she wasn't notified first. You might be surprised at the number of kids nowadays, even young ones, who fend for themselves in the morning. Both parents (increasingly, just Mom) are off to work before the kids go to school. There are even those who are just too lazy to wake up and do their job, but in any event, there is often no one to make sure that the kids get off to school. (And you wondered why they come to school wearing some of the stuff they do?) What if they decide to stay home? Truancy is not the offense it once was. There are no consequences for skipping school, even chronic skipping. Middle-school-age kids brazenly walk the streets of our town in the middle of the school day, and go unchallenged by the police, who, in all fairness to them, do have other things to do. In fact, local police freely admit that if they were told in the morning that a student was missing, they wouldn't be able to get anyone on it, anyhow. High schools generally have what is called an "open campus." Kids come and go. Many of them leave early to go to jobs. Some of them take classes that are only offered at other schools. As more and more of them get cars, they go off-campus for lunch, much to the relief of many school officials, who know that in the 30 minutes or so that they allow for lunch, their school cafeteria couldn't feed everyone if the out-to-lunch bunch were suddenly forced to eat in. Some go to lunch and return late, if at all. Even when students aren't permitted to leave campus, the cars in the parking lots often become attractive alternatives to going to class. The educators have brought some of this on themselves with the middle-school concept, which whisks sixth graders, who not so long ago still spent the entire day in one room, in the care of one teacher, into the high-school-like whirl of several different classes in several different classrooms with several different teachers. It is easy for a kid to "fall through the cracks." Not only is it easy to lose track of kids, but classroom attendance now must be taken every period. With attendance being taken every period, that means that someone in the school office needs to monitor attendance to see if any student marked "present" in the first class of the day has been marked "absent" in any subsequent class, denoting a skip - or, God forbid, a runaway or a child-snatching. With increasing pressure on teachers to maximize instruction time in the classroom, the classroom teacher is faced with a dilemma: do I spend the first five minutes of a fifty-minute class taking roll, or do I assign the job to a trusted student? The trusted student can't be expected to be as responsible as the teacher. Telling who's here and who's not is not as easy as it once was, either, back in the days when only scarlet fever would keep a kid home. More and more of today's kids miss school for more and more reasons. Many of today's parents take their children's school attendance a lot more lightly than you or your parents did. They will pull their kids out of school for haircuts, dentist appointments, court appointments, trips to Disneyland, trips to go skiing, trips to see a special movie, and, of course, Take Your Daughter to Work Day. Looking at the same class from day to day is often like looking at a kaleidoscope. In some schools, kids move in and out at an astonishing rate. Often, it is related to the fact that their parents are divorced; especially as the kids get older, it is not unusual for the kids to play one parent against the other to see which one will let him (or her) get away with the most. Among younger kids in a lower socioeconomic stratum, it is often related to an inability to pay the rent when it comes due. I could go on. No matter. An official at a nearby high school tells me that the day after the newspapers and TV stations reported the mother's complaints,five parents called to see if their children had arrived safely. *********** "This week's sign of the apocalypse: the only Delaware player drafted was a wide receiver." Christopher Anderson, Cambridge, Massachusetts
Rick Rescorla was on the phone at the time to his best friend. "You watching TV?" he asked. "The dumb sons of bitches told me not to evacuate," he said as he watched TV. "They said it's just Building One. I told them I'm getting my people the [expletive] out of here." And so he did, and miraculously - on a day when miracles were few - he directed the evacuation to safety of 2700 of Morgan Stanley's employees. Only six of the company's employees perished. Rick Rescorla was one of them. He is becoming famous, as well he should. NBC's "Dateline" devoted a major portion of a show a couple of weeks ago to Rick's story. Other than the fact that Jane Pauley kept lobbing "doesn't it just make you want to cry?" type questions at the people she interviewed, obviously pandering to that segment of the female audience that wouldn't sit still for a straight piece about (ugh!) a man's man, it was nicely done. Thanks to Cornwall native (and Double-Wing coach) Mike Kent, I even knew enough about Cornish tradition to recognize "Trelawny", the Cornish National Anthem, being sung in the background. Now, many Americans who recognize the man's true bravery are calling on President Bush to award him the highest honor that can be bestowed on an American civilian. HAVE YOU SIGNED THE PETITION ASKING THAT RICK RESCORLA BE AWARDED THE PRESIDENTIAL MEDAL OF HONOR? DO IT NOW, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO DO IT, TOO! I was #3533. Bill Livingstone, of Troy, Michigan, wrote to tell me he was #4290. Mick Yanke, of Cokato, MInnesota was #4268 Greg Koenig, of Las Animas, Colorado, was #8192 - as of April 10 the total was at 9849 - as of April 22 it was 10,229 http://www.petitiononline.com/pmfrick/petition.html TAKE A LOOK AT THE SITE AND READ SOME OF THE COMMENTS. IT'LL MAKE YOU PROUD!
Coach Wyatt, I am Robert Boyles from Blue Springs, Missouri. I had enlisted in the Black Lion Award earlier in the season and am writing to request that you issue my certificate in the name of TIVIS CARR. Tivis has played for me for two years, he is the type of player that probably could have played any position he set his mind to, although Tivis ended up playing right guard and tackle for our team for the past two years, he was within the weight limit of being a ball carrier but we needed a lineman, although he did ask to carry the ball he never gave up working hard at the position we asked. On the defensive side of the ball Tivis was probably our best lineman he liked playing nosegaurd or tackle and spent a few games at corner, he was quick and had great vision for the ball carrier, Tivis without a doubt was an outstanding player and great teammate! Robert Boyles Blue Springs, Missouri
Coach: We finished our season at 2-8. Not exactly great; but a lot of people had us pegged as going 0-10 after the hit by graduation last year. We will be having a December17th football banquet and wanted to know what I need to do about getting the Black Lion award by then. Our winner is JR WR/DB MATT MILBURN. Milburn started the year by being moved to WB. As a freshmen WB came along and learned, Matt went back to TE/SE without complaining-- knowing that he would go from 8-9 touches a game to about 2-3. What probable sums up his unselfishness best is this example. We were trailing 26-7 late in the game.There was probable only15-18 seconds left. We ran a reverse (with no timeouts). It worked, we fooled them & he broke down the sideline. On about the 3 yardline, someone had pursued into position to possibly make the play. Matt probably could have scored (he hadn't scored all season after catching and making several HUGE plays the year before); but he chose to get out of bounds and save the clock for the next play; which set up someone else to score. It would have been easy to try and score one for oneself, especially in a game that was "over". But I have not often been prouder of a player, he symbolized what I try to stress at all times --"Never give up and don't play for yourself". By the way, Matt has a 1100 SAT nad GPA of 90. I am hoping to encourage him to look into a military academy. In addition to football, he excels in basketball and baseball.Thanks. John Bowen, Glascock County HS Gibson, Georgia
We just voted on the Black Lion Award.. The winner is Shane McBurney #1.. Besides being a great QB, Shane is first and foremost a good character young man.. Shane is a natural leader and he leads by setting the right example.. Shane never had to be disciplined and never had to be told to do something twice.. We are all very proud of Shane and he is very deserving of this great award.. Thank you for your time..Coach Collin Bottrill - Phoenix, Arizona
Coach Wyatt, Danny Marland is Madison's Black Lion. He has been in bed with a broken leg since September 7th. His #1 concern has been our teams success. We are all hoping he recovers and has a great season next year. Coach Gordon Leib, James Madison High School, 2500 James Madison Drive, Vienna,Virginia
(BE SURE TO E-MAIL ME - coachwyatt@aol.com - AND ENROLL (OR RE-ENROLL) YOUR TEAM FOR 2002! (FOR MORE INFO)
MORE ABOUT DON HOLLEDER AND THE TYPE OF MAN HE WAS "Major Holleder overflew the area (under attack) and saw a whole lot of Viet Cong and many American soldiers, most wounded, trying to make their way our of the ambush area. He landed and headed straight into the jungle, gathering a few soldiers to help him go get the wounded. A sniper's shot killed him before he could get very far. He was a risk-taker who put the common good ahead of himself, whether it was giving up a position in which he had excelled or putting himself in harm's way in an attempt to save the lives of his men. My contact with Major Holleder was very brief and occured just before he was killed, but I have never forgotten him and the sacrifice he made. On a day when acts of heroism were the rule, rather than the exception, his stood out." Dave Berry By the way... to make sure the record is correct... There is no "n" in "Holleder." The correct pronunciation is NOT "Hollander" - there is no "N". It was common, when Don Holleder was playing, for announcers to mispronounce his name "Hollander," and evidently it was a sore spot with his former wife, since remarried who, when I spoke with her, evidently thought I'd said "Hollander," and was quick to correct me!
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*********** You may recall last week's story about the kid from California who dropped out of high school with graduation in sight in order to pursue a career in professional soccer by joining up with a team named the Pittsburgh Riverhounds whose "professionalism" would seem to be questionable. Noting that the kid was, in a sense, returning to high school as the team's home opener was scheduled for high school stadium, I ventured a wild guess that the "professional" soccer match would probably not draw as well as most football games played there by the local high school... Coach, An update on the kid who quit which school to play soccer for the Riverhounds, their season opener at the Bethel Park Stadium drew 2,068 fans. I don't have the stats but I'm sure that in football crazed western PA a quad A school like Bethel Park would at least double that attendance. As their radio spot says, BRING ON THE HOUNDS! Rick Stiffey, Industry, Pennsylvania *********** There is a huge trial getting underway in Providence, Rhode Island. The defendant is none other than the Mayor of Providence, a hugely popular guy named Buddy Cianci. Mr, Cianci stands accused of having done what Rhode Island politicians have been famous for doing through the ages, which is basically taking care of the people who voted for him and, in the process, take care of himself. I guess this time, though, he may have done it while under surveillance by the feds, in what has been called "Operation Plunderdome," presumably because someone is suspected of plundering the public treasury, right there under the shadow of the state capital dome. That someone is Buddy Cianci. Personally, after seeing what His Honor has accomplished since he's been mayor, I say more power to him. Providence was once a pretty dumpy, dingy town, and now, largely as a result of his leadership (and, of course, a lot of taxpayers' money, some of which he is accused of diverting to his own pockets and those of some close allies, it is a jewel, a symbol to older cities everywhere that they don't have to let their downtowns die. If a little extra went to Mr. Cianci, what's a little graft compared to the enormous cost overruns on every large federal project? And then, of course, there's Mayor Cianci himself. The voters love him. He is friendly and affable. He is always well-groomed and impeccably dressed. (No, you will not get me to make comparisons to John Gotti). And, of course, you have to love a guy named Buddy. (Portland's mayor is named Vera.) I will also refrain from making any comments about stones other than to say you just know a guy named Buddy is not going to be, shall we say, "sensitive." So they've just finished empanelling a jury to try Buddy Cianci. Only a couple of the 12 jurors are actually from Providence. The rest are from outlying communities, and they might not feel as kindly toward the mayor of Providence as its citizens might, but don't bet on it. Most people I spoke to on my recent visit to Rhode Island, Providence residents or not, are betting against - and rooting against - a conviction. Meantime, one of the trial stories concerned a young doctor, a new citizen, who tried to beg off jury duty because it could cost him as much as $20,000 in lost, earnings. Hoo, boy, did that judge give him an introduction to the rights and responsibilities of American citizenship. He excused the doctor from jury duty, but not before tearing him a new one, telling him that anybody who would put his personal gain ahead of his civic duty wasn't fit to serve on a jury. In a way, I found the judge's decision reassuring. To me, if he will excuse from jury duty anyone who puts personal gain ahead of civic duty, it means that, in Rhode Island at least, none of us will ever have to worry about being judged by a jury of United States Congressmen.
*********** How do you explain it? It was near-90 when I passed through Detroit on my way to Providence last Thursday; it was cold and snowing when I passed through Minneapolis-St. Paul when on my way home Sunday. *********** I am an offensive coordinator with a brand new football team in Ontario, I had a team of 60 rookies, not one single veteran (we're not even in a football rich area). Because I was convinced the double wing was a good system (I watched my first copy of the video until it ran out) I set out to teach the players. We had a very successful first year, We even made the playoffs! The players loved the system, they loved the simplicity, and the linemen could never get enough of the wedge! We even tinkered with the system (thanks to that 12th man) and came up with a tight liz (a back) 3 trap at 2. One game we ran the play twice and got two touchdowns...both for over 40 yards! Thanks again! Danny Webb, Offensive Coordinator, Bowmanville High School, Bowmanville, Ontario, Canada *********** Hi! I'm your new neighbor! Just in case you were looking for another example of the Law of Unintended Consequences... the city of Vancouver, Washington, says that Level 3 sex predators - those deemed most likely to re-offend, are protected by the Americans with Disabilities Act as well as the Fair Housing Act. *********** Elmer Angsman died last week. He was 76. He was one of the first pro football players whose names I knew, because I lived in Philadelphia and loved every Philadelphia team - yes, even the A's - and he played for the hated Chicago Cardinals. It may be hard to believe now that the Cardinals once played in Chicago, but no harder than it is to believe that they were once good. They were very good. And they stood between my Eagles and the NFL championship. They had what then was called the Dream Backfield, with an NFL great at every position. The quarterback was Paul Christman, a Missouri graduate who would go on to become the one of the first - and still one of the best - of the TV "color guys". To me, he defined the job, creating work for hundreds of ex-jocks. The fullback was a stud from Wisconsin named Pat Harder, who would later become a major cog in the championship Detroit Lions teams of the 1950's. (Yes, the Lions were once good, too.) The halfbacks were former Georgia great and NFL Hall-of-Famer Charlie Trippi, and Angsman, a Notre Dame grad. The Cardinals beat my Eagles in 1947, to win the title. They haven't won since. Elmer Angsman rushed for 159 yards on only 10 carries, setting an NFL record that still stands - 15.9 yards per carry with 10 or more carries. The following year, the Eagles and Cardinals met again, in a Philadelphia blizzard. Although the Cards had beaten the Eagles in the opening game of the season, the Eagles eked out a 7-0 win in the title game. The Eagles attempted only 12 passes, and completed just two for a total of seven yards. The Cardinals threw 11 passes and completed three for 35 yards. With Christman no longer a part of it, the Dream Backfield, with only 96 yards combined, was outgained by the Eagles' Steve Van Buren, who carried 26 times for 98 yards. The 1947 title and the 1948 regular season, in which the Cards went 11-1 (losing only to the Bears), was the high water mark for the Cardinals' franchise. In 1949, they went 6-5-1, but winning seasons would become scarce from that point on. In fact, it would take some research to find any NFL team that experienced a more miserable decade than the Chicago Cardinals of the 1950's - under four different coaches, they limped through the years from 1950 through 1959 with a record of 33-84-3. They had just one winning season (7-5 in 1956); they had six seasons in which they won three game or less.
I am now taking orders for "PRACTICE WITHOUT
PADS," my latest video production. It is geared
primarily to the youth coach, but it will be useful
to high school coaches as well. It deals with
subjects ranging from the organizational details
that you must cover before you even start to
practice, to pre-season workouts, and takes you all
the way through a practice to the sort of things
you might want to cover when you're wrapping things
up at the end. In between are drills dealing with
flexibility, strength, form-running and agility, as
well as the basics of proper blocking, tackling and
ball-handling. It ends with numerous fun-type
drills that you can use to build competitiveness
and morale among your kids, and send them home
wanting more. And the best part of it is, although
you might see players on the tape performing some
of the drills while wearing helmets and pads, these
are drills that you can do in the off-season, or in
pre-season before you're allowed to have any
contact! The tape runs approximately 1-1/2 hours in
length and sells for $49.95 - mail check or money
order to Coach Hugh Wyatt - 1503 NE 6th Avenue -
Camas, WA 98607 WHAT THEY'RE SAYING ABOUT "PRACTICE
WITHOUT PADS" - Coach, I viewed your
tape last night and I want to commend you on
another fine production. It was great from the
onset and got better as it went along. There is a
ton of great information on the tape for youth
coaches such as myself who are always looking to
improve. My wife caught the tail-end of it, and
commented a number of times on how much fun the
drills looked (in the fun-time section). I'm always
looking for new ideas to add fun (with
conditioning) to the practices, and the tape has
loads of ideas. Plus, although you don't coach to
make the moms happy, it was nice that my wife could
look at it and recognize that the kids were having
fun (and that our kids will have fun with these
competitive drills this coming season). It never
hurts to keep the moms happy, since they are often
the ones who are unsure about whether their boys
should play or not, and are often the ones who have
to schlep the kids to/from practice, so I think
that it's great for them the see that the kids are
having fun (as well as learning and getting
fitter). If we get enough of a sign-up, I'll be
coaching a 7th grade team, and will finally get to
run the double-wing as it should be run. If I'm
fortunate enough to be able to be a head coach, I'm
determined to make the season a hugely successful
one for the kids in terms of learning the game,
gaining some skills, and having some fun. I'm
hoping that it will have a positive effect on the
program as well. Your tape will go a long way in
helping me achieve these goals. Thanks again for
your efforts, and I'll see you in Providence. Rick
Davis, Duxbury, Mass *********** I find Google, with a database of two billion Web pages, to be a very useful search engine. Give it a word or a term and it can provide you with all sorts of links - some of them connected in only the remotest sense with the search. But now, its very thoroughness may have landed it in trouble. It is in danger of being sued by the Church of Scientology for copyright infringement. Not that Google has used any of the Church of Scientology's material without permission; what it has done, though, is provide anyone searching on the word "scientology" with all sorts of links, including links to sites critical of the Church of Scientology - sites which happen to contain church material. And while the most prominent of those sites is based in Norway, putting it out of reach of US copyright law, Google is required to remove links to offending pages or risk being sued for copyright infringement. Under the terms of the Digital Millennium Copyright Act of 1998, pushed for by the software and music industries to try to combat piracy, losing such a suit can be very costly. So Google has removed the pages in question, and now finds itself hammered by various free-speech groups for caving in. Meanwhile, as a result of the publicity the fight has generated, a Google search on "scientology" shows that the anti-Scientology site containing the pages on which the copyrighted material appears has rocketed to the #2 position. *********** As if a dishwasher were a roaring furnace that must constantly be fed coal, "servers" these days - waiters, waitresses, and the occasional flight attendant - swoop down while you're still eating, hoping they can grab your plate and utensils away from you and rush to feed them to the dishwasher. And if you happen to show interest in finishing whatever food may still be on your plate, they inevitably draw back, astonished, and ask, "you still working on that?" Now, where in the hell did that start? Still "working" on it? Uh, I'm not a dog working on a knuckle bone. I'm not a cow chewing on a cud. I'm not a python trying to swallow a suckling pig. I'm a frigging customer. And it's food. I imagine that you're going to insist that I pay for it, so in return I expect to get a little enjoyment from the experience of eating it. You know, taste, texture and all that. I don't look at it as work. I can't imagine where you got that idea. If it were, you'd pay me. *********** Here's an answer to all those 7-on-7 passing leagues for all those skill kids. Galva-Holstein High, in Holstein, Iowa, is having a contest this summer just for linemen, the Second Annual Pirate Football Lineman Challenge, on July 13 (rain or shine). All high schools are invited to enter 5-man teams, with an entry fee of $60 per team (registration by June 13 guarantees a T-shirt).
Coaches interested in entering a team should contact Coach Brad Knight - (school) 712-282-4213 (home) 712-368-2463 *********** A question for Steve Plisk, Yale's strength and conditioning coach: Coach, My 12 year old son is a very good athlete. His main sports are Football, Baseball and Wrestling, he is starting to dabble in track. He wants to lift. I am a football coach. I am trying to hold him off for 2 more years. Can I start working him with Plyometrics without hurting him? He will do anything - he loves a workout. Thank you The same basic answer posted for question #7 also applies to plyometric work. Keep in mind that your son is doing plyometrics every time he runs, jumps and participates in many of these sports - so if he's regularly involved in such activities, additional plyometric training would be redundant and potentially problematic. Any time he's "in season", I wouldn't recommend it. I should qualify that, however: Certain sports like hockey, rowing and so on that don't have a ballistic component to them are an exception to that guideline. The other key issue is intensity. During adolescence his growth plates have not yet closed, and other tissues are still maturing as well. As a general rule, be conservative. The classic "shock" types of plyometrics (e.g. depth/drop jumps) used by mature, advanced athletes are not appropriate for adolescent or preadolescent athletes. See Coach Steve Plisk's answers to other questions Readers
please, please
note: Over and
over, I am being asked by athletes for workout
programs - ways they can get bigger, stronger
and/or faster. I must remind everyone that this
site is intended as a service for coaches.
No
one on this site is going to tell an athlete how to
become bigger, faster or stronger. That is his
coach's job. My arrangement with Steve
Plisk,who is kept plenty busy in his day job as
strength and conditioning coach for all of Yale's
sports, is that he will answer, to the best of his
ability and to the extent that his schedule
permits, questions from coaches (including
youth coaches), especially questions that in my
opinion will be of interest to coaches in general.
He will not prescribe individual workouts, nor will
I. The question above is of such
a general nature, applicable to other athletes and
coaches, that I forwarded it to Steve for an
answer. Steve already has a full-time
job overseeing the strength and conditioning needs
of Yale's athletes in more than 30 intercollegiate
sports, and it would simply not be feasible for him
- or me - to prescribe personal training programs,
even if if we weren't opposed to putting ourselves
between any athlete and his (or her) coach.
In general I am not a big fan
of personal coaches - whether we are talking about
strength, speed, skills or psychology - for
athletes who are already participating in team
sports. As Steve says, "everyone is
looking for the magic training program - no
one ever seems to be satisfied with the one they've
been provided. We deal with the same thing
here, and in my opinion it's killing the
profession." I believe
- and I tell this to anyone who asks me about a
training program other than what their coach has
provided them - that it is important that any young
athlete learn to work with his (or her) own coach,
without "benefit" of outside advice.Football is not
figure skating. Football is not golf. Despite the
best efforts of some people, it is still a team
sport. I think the growing presence of outside
gurus is a major source of the problems faced by
today's coaches. If you're an athlete or a parent
and you're still reading this... LISTEN TO YOUR
COACH! Hugh Wyatt At no cost to the American taxpayer, I have concluded the study and have presented the results to him. My conclusion: Top-secret Operation SHAMM - Stop the Humiliation of Arab Muslim Males - is succeeding beyond expectations. Cleverly disguised as "heightened airport security", Operation SHAMM is actually designed to convince the American public that we are all potential terrorists - that we have no more to fear from that young fellow over there with the mustache than we do from that silver-haired little lady sitting next to him. What better way to put young Arab Muslim Males at ease, and let them know that the rest of us Americans are not the slightest bit distrustful of them, than to conduct totally random inspections - generated by computer, I am told - of everyone who boards a plane, rather than singling people out just because they might happen to look like one of those people we keep seeing on CNN who vow to kill us? I did not just conduct the study, though - I actually participated in it. I am an average-looking, English-speaking American male over the age of 60 who flies in excess of 50,000 miles a year. Since I fly more than 35,000 miles on one airline alone, I know by the mail I receive that they know me and value my business. But in order for them to do their part to convince Americans that We Are All Potential Terrorists, they go along with the game, too - they don't let on to anybody that they know me and that they have reason to believe I can be trusted. They stand back and let the Operation SHAMM agents have at me. So on three of my last four flights, having already cleared airport security with its take-out-your-laptop, take-off-your-shoes, now-we're-going-to-pat-you-down vigilance, while National Guardsmen with automatic weapons stand watch, I have been pulled out of the line of people waiting to board the plane, pulled aside for the "random" check that we have convinced the gullible public is because of "heightened airport security." I stand there, like all the other chumps - male and female, mostly older - empty my pockets of all sorts of things I didn't know were in there, and get "wanded", while some person with rubber gloves rummages through the papers, the camera, the videotapes, the computer and the shaving gear packed away in my carry-on baggage. (One of these days, just to give them a laugh, since they seem to have pretty good senses of humor, I'm going to stuff my carry-on with dirty underwear!) On one occasion, I was accompanied by my wife, who in my judgment does not look as if she could be anyone's accomplice in a plot to hijack an airliner, but that's the whole point - even those totally beyond suspicion must do their part if Operation SHAMM is to be a success, and we are to Stop the Humiliation of Arab Muslim Males in America. Although some of the security people have shown a tendency to act a bit like like nazis, I remained calm and totally professional at all times, honored to serve my President and to do my part to appear to make air travel safer while actually putting Arab Muslim males at ease. To prove that we are not in the slightest suspicious of people just because they happen to fit the profile of the young, Arab muslim madmen who sent 3,000 people to their deaths in the World Trade Center, people who have sworn to destroy us all, it is the least the rest of us can do to submit to random searches of our persons. In one little exchange of pleasantries with a young security type in Minneapolis who had perhaps seen too many episodes of "Cops", I experienced firsthand the embarrassment that, were it not for Operation SHAMM, might instead have been visited on some Young Arab Muslim Male. I thought about identifying myself and my special Presidential mission, but in the interest of the study, did not do so. I was glad it was me being searched, someone professionally prepared to handle a groping by a person with few job qualifications who had been given a badge and federal authority. Better the minimum-wage security guard should get his jollies telling me or some nice grandmother that "we can make it as easy or as tough as you want - I can see to it that you're the last person on the plane," than to have him say that to poor Ahmed over there, getting ready to board the plane. Hey, I can take it. As Bobby Knight was once foolish enough to say to a reporter, "when rape is inevitable, relax and enjoy it." (NO! NO! NO! I DON'T MEAN "RAPE" IN THE LITERAL SENSE! I'M NOT CONDONING RAPE! IT'S JUST A FIGURE OF SPEECH! ARE YOU LIBERALS SO DAMNED OBTUSE THAT YOU HAVE TO TAKE EVERYTHING LITERALLY?) I must admit, I have heard some grumbling. Mostly it is from the people being searched. I wanted to explain to them that it was the least they could do to welcome these young men to our shores, but to do so would have blown my cover. Why don't they narrow the search down? I hear them say. Why can't they just those people who wouldn't in a million years be likely to blow up or hijack a plane? I wanted to tell them that that's not the American way! Narrow the search down to those people who might be likely to do so? We can't do that. That would be (ohmigod!) profiling! That's discrimination! Why, that would be like the FBI, when a black church was bombed in the old South, going out and immediately rounding up and questioning white men. (You say that's what they did? Never mind.) What's really encouraging is that Operation SHAMM appears to have the full support of most Americans on this - polls show that large numbers of Americans support "heightened airport security." And yet, despite all the progress being made with Operation SHAMM, there is so much more still to be done. And just when we think we've gotten Americans over their resentment of the people who bombed the World Trade Center, along comes something like this, sent to me via e-mail, threatening to undo all the good that we've done: To ensure we Americans never offend anyone---particularly fanatics intent on killing us---airport security is not allowed to profile people. They will, however, continue to perform random searches of 80-year-old women, little kids, airline pilots with proper identification, Secret Service agents who are members of the President's security detail, and 85-year old Congressmen with metal hips. Oh, and, of course, Medal Of Honors winners.
Any patterns here? *********** Matt Bastardi, in Montgomery, New Jersey, wrote and asked if I knew where he could get a copy of the Miami-Nebraska Rose Bowl game, the better to show Jonathan Vilma's sensational tackles. I suggested he check out the University of Miami's football Web site, figuring (1) they have a highlights tape; (2) it is for sale; and (3) it will have those tackles on it. Right on all counts... Coach, Got the highlight tape yesterday. One of Jonathan Vilma's second half tackles is on it. In fact, like many of the highlighted hits, it is shown from a ground level in which the RB occupies most of the screen and you see the tackler come in from a step or two before the hit, to make the tackle. There are more than a few good hits illustrating solid tackling on there. There were a couple of things that jumped out at me watching the tackling on the tape and watching some of the games Miami played this year. Number 1 was how so many of the Miami defenders tackle the same (right) way. Number 2 was how so many of them swarm to the ball. Number 3 was how quickly the tacklers would recover and accelerate their feet after the stalemate of the initial hit. The concept of leverage could not have been better illustrated than on some of these tackles. Several times the Miami tacklers could/did not "drive thru" the tackler ON CONTACT for the simple reason that the force they were generating on impact was insufficient to immediately propel the running back backward at impact. However, since they were always lower than the ball carrier, the tacklers impact would usually lift the ball carrier just enough so when their feet did resume moving, they would get a good drive back and in some cases (i.e. Vilma's) a pancake. *********** As a coach, I know the importance of making sure that any newcomer to the team accept our way of doing things, so that he can become a productive member of the team. We are only going to be successful to the extent that everybody - newcomers included - is willing to sacrifice his individual identity to become a member of our team. And, of course, accept our way of doing things. Businesses feel the same way about what they call the "corporate culture." Who wants someone who joins the team and immediately begins criticizing the way things are done? How successful can any organization be if newcomers won't agree to do things its way? That's the way I feel about immigration. I am not opposed to it. My football teams have benefitted from newcomers, and so has America. But I have had guys come on board and refuse to buy into the team culture. They evidently felt that they would be able to continue doing things their way, while still deriving all the benefits of team membership. Sooner or later, they had to go, before they destroyed us all. So I'm sorry - I can't accept the fact that when people come onto our shores - come into our locker room, so to speak - we are expected to adapt to them. I object to drivers' tests being given in a dozen different languages, and I can't believe the insanity of voters' ballots being printed in any language other than English. When a non-English-speaker commits a crime, I could care less whether he has a taxpayer-paid interpreter there to explain his "rights" to him. Send him packing. What is he contributing to the American team? I read in the Minneapolis Star-Tribune recently about a group of Hmong in a Minnesota town. They can't speak English yet, but to a degree, they have become Americanized - they've learned to whine. They are whining that the school district is not spending enough money hiring instructors who speak Hmong. And they bolster their argument by complaining about all the money being spent on sports. Why, they want to know, are the schools paying for sports? Specifically, for football, and its "shiny new uniforms." Grrr. Let me answer that. Because, fellas, football is part of our culture. Our culture. Just like our language. So, too, is the right of the local school board to determine how its taxpayers' dollars are going to be spent. You come here, you do things our way. Nobody brought you here in chains. You came here because it was a damn sight better than where you came from. And the door swings both ways. As a matter of fact, for other immigrant groups before you, sports have provided a marvelous opportunity for them to move into the mainstream of America. (If that matters to immigrants these days.) I am opposed to "multiculturalism." I see absolutely no good coming from the kind of "diversity" training that "celebrates" the fact that people continue to live here as Vietnamese, or Mexicans, or Romanians, or Russians or whatever. They're here now, and the important thing for them and for us is that they now have a chance to be Americans, part of the greatest team on earth. But it isn't all take - there is some giving to be done. There is a price to be paid to become part of any team. I keep hearing "we are a nation of immigrants," as if that should close out any argument about opening our borders. A man wrote in to the Vancouver Columbian last week with the perfect retort to that one. We are NOT "a nation of immigrants," he wrote. We are a nation of CITIZENS. And to the extent that we continue to fill our borders with newcomers, without impressing on them the fact that they have responsibilities to the team, we cease to be a nation. Not that we don't have Americans who act just like the Hmong. They are a pain in the ass. They move out to the country because they love the thought of wide open spaces, peace and quiet, and clean, fresh country air; and then they threaten to sue the nearby farmer because his rooster wakes them up and his cow manure smells.
Rick Rescorla was on the phone at the time to his best friend. "You watching TV?" he asked. "The dumb sons of bitches told me not to evacuate," he said as he watched TV. "They said it's just Building One. I told them I'm getting my people the [expletive] out of here." And so he did, and miraculously - on a day when miracles were few - he directed the evacuation to safety of 2700 of Morgan Stanley's employees. Only six of the company's employees perished. Rick Rescorla was one of them. He is becoming famous, as well he should. NBC's "Dateline" devoted a major portion of a show a couple of weeks ago to Rick's story. Other than the fact that Jane Pauley kept lobbing "doesn't it just make you want to cry?" type questions at the people she interviewed, obviously pandering to that segment of the female audience that wouldn't sit still for a straight piece about (ugh!) a man's man, it was nicely done. Thanks to Cornwall native (and Double-Wing coach) Mike Kent, I even knew enough about Cornish tradition to recognize "Trelawny", the Cornish National Anthem, being sung in the background. Now, many Americans who recognize the man's true bravery are calling on President Bush to award him the highest honor that can be bestowed on an American civilian. HAVE YOU SIGNED THE PETITION ASKING THAT RICK RESCORLA BE AWARDED THE PRESIDENTIAL MEDAL OF HONOR? DO IT NOW, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO DO IT, TOO! I was #3533. Bill Livingstone, of Troy, Michigan, wrote to tell me he was #4290. Mick Yanke, of Cokato, MInnesota was #4268 Greg Koenig, of Las Animas, Colorado, was #8192 - as of April 10 the total was at 9849 - as of April 22 it was 10,229 http://www.petitiononline.com/pmfrick/petition.html
Coach, Platte Canyon's choice for the Black Lion award is Fritz Fouts. Fritz was a 2-way starter for us on the offensive and defensive lines. He was asked to switch his positions on both offense and defense before the season started and did so without batting an eye. He also played the entire season with a severely pulled groin muscle, again without complaint. He is a nice kid off the field, very respectful and kind. Thanks again for sponsoring and promoting this award. Sincerely, Mike Schmidt (HFC) Platte Canyon HS Huskies, Bailey, Colorado David Ugai is our Black Lion Award winner. David is a great kid. He is unselfish. He is tough. He played through injuries.He suffered a separated soulder in our first playoff game, but with te doctor's clearance, he soldiered on. In our second playoff game, he suffered a partial tear of a knee ligament. He played on, again with doctor's clerance, until he finally couldn't go anymore. He played on both sides of the ball, after saying "I'll play defense if you need me." Paul Herzog, Woodbury HS,Woodbury, Minnesota Sam Williams. On offense.he played AB, CB, or BB. and was our Strong Corner on defense. Sam played weighing 115 lb.in an unlimited weight Junior High League and was our leading rusher. In one game after taking a big hit, he didn't get up. The official stopped the game and when I got out to him I found him gasping for air. When he got his wind back I asked him, if he was alright. He said, Yea coach help me up I'm gust getting started. It's hard to believe how someone with a body so small, could have a heart so big. If I had to pick someone to go into danger with, I would want Sam to be the man watching my back. When ever Sam was asked to do anything for the team his only answer was, yes coach. Frank Simonsen, Cape May, New Jersey What it takes to be a team player - BY Sam Williams: It takes effort, heart and determination to be a team player. You must donate every ounce of strength you have to your team. Being a team player also takes discipline and dedication. You have to know when to speak up and encourage a teammate and when to keep quiet and listen to the coach. A team player must be willing to take everything they have and give it to the team so that the team can triumph. Individual statistics don't matter to the team player, it's more about everybody doing their best to win. A team player trusts his teammates and sticks to his commitment to do his best. A team player knows his teammates will always watch his back and he'll watch theirs. A team player is also loyal to his teammates, coach, parents and others whom he trusts. The motto of the team player is "one for all and all for one." Sam Williams Coach Wyatt: When it comes to George Casper, I can offer much more than a few sentences as to why he deserves the Black Lion Award: George Casper was one of the four returning players from last years team which unfortunately suffered through a rather disappointing season. This year we faired better, ultimately losing in the semi-finals largely because of the talent and leadership that George provided every practice and every game. As you may expect, George was our workhorse. He played A Back in our Double Wing offense, middle linebacker on defense, and he was a Team Captain. Most importantly though, he was the epitome of the "team player". When certain circumstances required a special play be made at a particular position, George always volunteered. On occassion when we desperately needed a first down and the play required a key block on the line or backfield, George gladly moved from A Back to guard, tackle, or fullback to ensure that the block was made and the drive continued. George scored only 5 touchdowns this season but he always churned up the yards in route to the goal line. If the touchdown scoring play of the drive someone elses number, George didn't care that he would not be the one to score. He was more than happy to throw the key block. That's just his nature. His defensive play was always strong, wherever we asked him to play. Most often he played middle linebacker, but if needed, we moved him to defensive end to shore up the attack there. One of his greatest strengths was his ability to help the second team guys. Many times when victory was certain, we would move George to a different position and rotate in younger, less experienced players so George could help position them and essentially coach them. You could count on George to show them where they needed to lineup and their specific responsibilities. This season we played 10 games including the playoffs and formally practiced 48 times. George was 15 minutes early for every one of them. Helmet on, chin strap snapped, every pad secured and ready to go, every minute of every practice. As best as I can remember, only during the oppressive heat of August did he ever shed his helmet at water break. Without fail, when I blew my whistle signaling practice to resume after a water break, George was already standing by me ready to go. Always first in line, eager to learn, eager to please his coaches, eager to be a leader. Following our semi-final loss last Saturday his mother spoke with me in private on the sidelines. She graciously thanked me for my time and effort. She said she regretted that I would not be George's coach next year as he moves up into the National League age group. I told her that her words were kind but it was I that was losing out. This was George's team, he made it special. I told her it was a pleasure coaching George and because of the example that George set everyday at practice, I have a crop of third graders coming back next year that hope to be just like him. Coach John Bradley Wichita Falls, Texas (BE SURE TO E-MAIL ME - coachwyatt@aol.com - AND ENROLL (OR RE-ENROLL) YOUR TEAM FOR 2002! (FOR MORE INFO)
MORE ABOUT DON HOLLEDER AND THE TYPE OF MAN HE WAS "Major Holleder overflew the area (under attack) and saw a whole lot of Viet Cong and many American soldiers, most wounded, trying to make their way our of the ambush area. He landed and headed straight into the jungle, gathering a few soldiers to help him go get the wounded. A sniper's shot killed him before he could get very far. He was a risk-taker who put the common good ahead of himself, whether it was giving up a position in which he had excelled or putting himself in harm's way in an attempt to save the lives of his men. My contact with Major Holleder was very brief and occured just before he was killed, but I have never forgotten him and the sacrifice he made. On a day when acts of heroism were the rule, rather than the exception, his stood out." Dave Berry By the way... to make sure the record is correct... There is no "n" in "Holleder." The correct pronunciation is NOT "Hollander" - there is no "N". It was common, when Don Holleder was playing, for announcers to mispronounce his name "Hollander," and evidently it was a sore spot with his former wife, since remarried who, when I spoke with her, evidently thought I'd said "Hollander," and was quick to correct me!
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*********** EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT! In a finding of enormous significance for the sport of football, especially at the youth level, a study of youth football by the prestigious Mayo Clinic, of Rochester, Minnesota showed that most of the injuries that occurred were mild, that as players got older the risk increased slightly, and that there is "no significant correlation" between body weight and injury. The results of the study appear in the April issue of Mayo Clinic Proceedings. The conclusion, based on all data available, is that "the risk of injury in youth football does not appear greater than the risk associated with other recreational or competitive sports." Said Michael J. Stuart, M.D., a Mayo Clinic orthopedic surgeon and the principal author of the study, "Our analysis showed that youth football injuries are uncommon." Dr. Stuart and his colleagues studied 915 players aged 9 to 13 years, who participated on 42 football teams in fall 1997. Injury incidence, prevalence and severity of injury were calculated for each grade level, four through eight, and each player position. They further examined the incidence of injuries according to body weight. Defining a "game injury" as any football-related ailment that occurred on the field during a game that kept a player out of competition for the remainder of the game, required the attention of a physician, and included all concussion, lacerations, as well as dental, eye and nerve injuries, the research team found a total of 55 injuries occured in all games during the season. According to the researchers, risk increases with level of play (grade in school) and player age. The risk of injury for an eighth-grade player was four times greater than that for a fourth-grade player. Likely reasons given were increased size, strength, speed and aggressiveness. Expressed in terms of injuries per 1000 player-plays, the incidence ranged from .09 per cent for fourth graders to .15 per cent for seventh graders. There is a significant jump to .33 in eighth grade, but still nothing to be alarmed about. Figure it out - with 22 players participating per play, 1,000 player-plays represents nearly 50 plays. An injury to a fourth-grader occurs roughly every 10,000 player plays (or roughly 500 plays). Most of the injuries were mild, at that. The most common injury was a contusion, occuring in 33 players. Only four injuries (fractures involving the ankle growth plate) were severe enough to prevent players from returning to play for the rest of the season. None required hospitalization or surgery. An analysis of body weight indicated that lighter players were not at any greater risk for injury; as a matter of fact heavier players had a slightly but not significantly higher incidence of injury.
*********** My timing was good this year - it wasn't fishing season in the North Country yet, so more than 50 coaches - from Iowa, Kansas, Nebraska, North Dakota, Wisconsin and , of course, Minnesota - jammed the room in the athletic facility of Benilde-St. Margaret's school, in the Minneapolis suburb of St. Louis Park, making the Twin Cities clinic the biggest of the season. so far. This was a "demo" clinic, meaning that there were high school players on hand in the school gym to demonstrate plays and techniques to the coaches in attendance, and to perform "requests" from the them. Host Coach Joe Gutilla showed a favorite two-point conversion play from an unbalanced set, and coach Jason Sopko, of Forest City, Iowa, stepped onto the court and demonstrated a very interesting "super power pitch" play. Afterward, there was a bit of "debriefing" at the Benilde-St. Margaret's unofficial post-game staff meeting room (a place called JJ's) with the staffs of Martin County High of Minnesota and Galva-Holstein High of Iowa.
As many of you know, I am a great believer in teaching blocking and tackling using hand shields. Unfortunately, the standard-size shield can sometimes make it impossible for a little guy to wrap his arms around it and "grab cloth," much less lock his arms. (Those of you who have my "Safer and Surer Tackling" tape will understand what I am saying. As a result of a recent inquiry from a coach, I have been in touch with a manufacturer who tells me that if there is sufficient interest, he would be able to produce a "youth" pad about 15-20 per cent smaller in all dimensions: approximately 20 x 16 x 3, with two handles same as the adult size. A company in the Northwest has produced a sample "fight shield" for me to take around to clinics. Its price is $40 each when you buy from 1-4; $35 each if you buy 5 or more. The young fellow demonstrating the shield is Coach Dwayne Pierce's son, Xavier. He has told his friends that a "famous coach" took his picture and is going to put him on his web site.
*********** Coach- I just wanted to let you know how much i appreciated the "Worst Coach Ever" article. God, that sounds familiar! I wish the parents of my 8th graders the last 2 years could hook up with the parents that coach had to deal with, and maybe get run over by a bus. Nah..that wouldn't be fair to the kids, but these people need to realize that their child IS NOT the next Kurt Warner, Marshall Faulk or Barry Bonds! Brian Rochon, Livonia, Michigan ***********The Whipping post award... given for gross refusal to acknowledge personal responsibility as evidenced by the filing of a spurious lawsuit and to be administered at noon time in front of the nearest courthouse... is a tie this week. The judges just couldn't settle on a clear winner between the Florida woman whose 15-year-old son flew a plane into a building in Tampa and the Washington woman who crashed into a tree and killed her 9-year-old daughter. The Florida woman is suing Hoffman-LaRoche, maker of the acne medicine Accutane, which she blames for screwing up her kid to the point where he became an Al Qaeda wannabe. The Washington woman, since you can't sue a tree, is suing a store whose employees accused her of shoplifting and, when she ran from car and sped away in her car, gave chase. She said she became so agitated that she was forced to drive at speeds in excess of 80 miles an hour. Get your tickets from me. They're going fast. Did I mention that their lawyers get to accompany them? I am now taking orders for "PRACTICE WITHOUT
PADS," my latest video production. It is geared
primarily to the youth coach, but it will be useful
to high school coaches as well. It deals with
subjects ranging from the organizational details
that you must cover before you even start to
practice, to pre-season workouts, and takes you all
the way through a practice to the sort of things
you might want to cover when you're wrapping things
up at the end. In between are drills dealing with
flexibility, strength, form-running and agility, as
well as the basics of proper blocking, tackling and
ball-handling. It ends with numerous fun-type
drills that you can use to build competitiveness
and morale among your kids, and send them home
wanting more. And the best part of it is, although
you might see players on the tape performing some
of the drills while wearing helmets and pads, these
are drills that you can do in the off-season, or in
pre-season before you're allowed to have any
contact! The tape runs approximately 1-1/2 hours in
length and sells for $49.95 - mail check or money
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Camas, WA 98607 WHAT THEY'RE SAYING ABOUT "PRACTICE
WITHOUT PADS" - Coach, I viewed your
tape last night and I want to commend you on
another fine production. It was great from the
onset and got better as it went along. There is a
ton of great information on the tape for youth
coaches such as myself who are always looking to
improve. My wife caught the tail-end of it, and
commented a number of times on how much fun the
drills looked (in the fun-time section). I'm always
looking for new ideas to add fun (with
conditioning) to the practices, and the tape has
loads of ideas. Plus, although you don't coach to
make the moms happy, it was nice that my wife could
look at it and recognize that the kids were having
fun (and that our kids will have fun with these
competitive drills this coming season). It never
hurts to keep the moms happy, since they are often
the ones who are unsure about whether their boys
should play or not, and are often the ones who have
to schlep the kids to/from practice, so I think
that it's great for them the see that the kids are
having fun (as well as learning and getting
fitter). If we get enough of a sign-up, I'll be
coaching a 7th grade team, and will finally get to
run the double-wing as it should be run. If I'm
fortunate enough to be able to be a head coach, I'm
determined to make the season a hugely successful
one for the kids in terms of learning the game,
gaining some skills, and having some fun. I'm
hoping that it will have a positive effect on the
program as well. Your tape will go a long way in
helping me achieve these goals. Thanks again for
your efforts, and I'll see you in Providence. Rick
Davis, Duxbury, Mass *********** While in Minneapolis to attend last week's clinic, the staff from Slayton, Minnesota got into a conversation with a person in the hotel lounge who overheard them, deduced they were coaches, and told them he was a coach, too. He coached a travelling hockey squad from the Chicago area, and they were in town for a weekend tournament. Youth hockey, if you youth football coaches weren't aware, is truly "the next level": the guy estimated it cost him about $17,000 all told last year to keep the team going. One of the players on his team lives in Dallas. Dallas, Texas. His mother works for an airline, so he flies to practice three nights a week. (I'm sure he's very sharp in class the next day.) The guy told the coaches that his own son, who plays for him, does 100 pushups and 100 situps every day after school, then runs, then does 45 minutes of homework before dashing out to practice. The kid is 10 years old. ****** Coach Plisk, I am a division II football player from Wayne State College (NE). I am at a point where I am not seeing a lot of improvement in my lifts (especially my structural lifts). I was wondering if doing partial reps at high loads could help break me out of my "plateau". Will doing this help decrease the Golgi Tendon Organ effect? According to Wolf's Law it seems logical that it would also be good to prevent injuries by increasing the cross-sectional unit of the bone and tendons. I don't see too many program designs that involve partial reps, I was wondering why because it seems like a valuable exercise for sports such as football. Are there any contraindications to doing this type of exercise, such as reduced flexibility? Bryce Teager, Exercise Science Major at WSC-- P.S. I hope to be a Strength and Conditioning Coach after college. Is there any advise about anything that you could give me? I am a big fan of your work and read everything I can that you publish, keep up the good work. Thanks Heavy partials can be a very useful overload trick, if not overused. Heavy negatives are another good one. As long as your training menu is sound and you regularly perform full-range movements they shouldn't affect your flexibility. However, both of these belong at the high-resistance end of the continuum and may be only part of the answer. The best way to break out of (or better yet, prevent) a plateau is to vary your training methods with some combination of "maximum strength", "speed strength" and/or "strength endurance" workloads. For more info on these terms, refer to Table 1 near the bottom of the following web page: http://www.yale.edu/athletic/Strength/implications.htm In much the same way that you want to use certain football plays to set up others, you want to use different training methods to amplify the effect of others. Partials and negatives both belong in the maximum strength category, and may not be the best change up to throw at your system if that's where you're already directing most of your effort. More emphasis on speed strength is usually where athletes stand to benefit the most, but that depends on how your program is set up. I would recommend following up with your S&C coach and exploring various options, as it's not my place to evaluate other coaches' programs. Thanks for the compliment - sometimes I wonder if anyone reads that stuff! Regarding S&C as a career: Hopefully you thrive on long hours, low pay and lots of disrespect? SP Readers please note: I am frequently asked by
athletes or their parents to have Steve Plisk
recommend individual workouts. My arrangement with Steve,who is kept very
busy as strength and conditioning coach for all of
Yale's sports, is that he will answer, to the best
of his ability and to the extent that his schedule
permits, questions from coaches (including
youth coaches), and the occasional question about
training that might be of interest to
coaches. But it is simply not feasible to ask Steve to
prescribe personal programs for athletes, not is it
my desire to interpose anyone between any athlete
and his (or her) coach. In general am not a big fan
of personal coaches for athletes who are already
participating in team sports. As Steve says, "everyone is looking for the
magic training program - no one ever seems to be
satisfied with the one they've been provided. We
deal with the same thing here, and in my opinion
it's killing the profession." Hugh Wyatt May I suggest "The Nurturers?" *********** Craig Smith of the Seattle Times asked some Seattle-area coaches and athletic directors whether parents unhappy over their kids' playing time should talk to the coach about it. The consensus was, "No!" In the words of one long-time athletic director, "The goal in athletics is to help the young person move toward adulthood. The ability to raise concerns with an authority figure, work out conflict and stand up for oneself are all traits of a mature adult. Too often, adults protect their kids to the point where the kids never learn these critical skills." He said that if the athlete still remains dissatisfied after the meeting, then the parents can request a meeting with the coach, although it usually is a good idea to have a third party such as the athletic director present. Some of the people questioned said playing time should be off-limits as a subject for parent-coach discussions. A Seattle-area athletic director who has coached in public junior highs and high schools for decades and lectures nationally, listed playing time, strategy and "other team members" as "inappropriate" subjects for parent-coach talks. Under "appropriate" subjects, he listed ways to help their child improve, concerns about his behavior, and concerns about the coach's mental and physical treatment of their child. *********** The distinctive Oregon "O" was designed by the friendly folks at Nike. Nike's co-founder and CEO, Phil Knight, is a former Oregon trackster, and a major backer of the Ducks, and thanks to him the Nike marketing people provided - gratis - the total athletic makeover that resulted in those green spaceman football uniforms (focus groups indicated that high school boys dug 'em) and the "O" itself. The "O" is actually two concentric ovals, both of them dear to Oregon sports fans: the outer sphere is the shape of Autzen Stadium, home of the Duck football teams, while the inner sphere is the shape of the track at Hayward Field, the Oregon track stadium considered by many to be the home of America's most rabid track and field fans. So much has the Nike-designed "O" come to be identified with University of Oregon sports that there is actually talk of using it as the University's official seal, replacing the one that has served it for its 124-year history. *********** It's Thursday night and I got into Providence late and I just saw the Canadiens beat the Bruins, 5-2, in their opening game of the Stanley Cup playoffs. Saku Koivu of the Canadiens had three assists. He is a Finn, so I follow his career as closely as I can. He is back after having missed most of the season. He is not your basic NBA or major league baseball wuss. Seven months ago he was diagnosed with stomach cancer. *********** The NCAA, dropping any pretense of amateurism, is considering allowing underclassmen who declare themselves eligible for the NBA draft to be drafted but return to school if thet are not drafted as high as they had hoped. It would require schools to hold their scholarships until they decided whether to go pro or return to school and pull the same stunt next year. Hey - it's not all bad. It might teach some of these guys a little humility. More likely, though, those drafted lower than they were banking on will return to school more selfish than ever, more determined to put up the stats and enhance their draft appeal, regardless of how it affects their team.
*********** Dear administrators, I am mailing to voice my support for your non-renewed football coach, Coach Osmundson. Coach Osmundson has a very fine reputation in the coaching fraternity and is known as a knowledgeable and caring man. He is known as a one of the pioneers in the current movement in high school football known as the "Double Wing" offense. Although some consider this system old-fashioned, it is exactly the kind of system that will gain an advantage in high school football. While other programs try to emulate the ways of the NFL and major college football, the Double Wing is the type of system that coaches will swing back to in a few years to try to become successful after they have experimented with "trendy systems". In pure football sense alone, you have a coach on staff who is on the cutting edge of a growing and expanding offense. The growth potential of this system with a dedicated coach is unlimited. By letting this man go, he will surely find a position as a coach, and probably at a neighboring school to establish the system and likely in a very successful manner. Another selling point of Coach Osmundson's system and is the educational values that it teaches young people. His system emphasizes discipline, hard work, teamwork, and attention to details. His outdoor "classroom" has probably been one of the best classrooms in your district the last several years. The most impressive thing that I have heard about Coach Osmundson is about the year that he coached without a stipend from the school. As a fellow head coach, I consider that an incredible sacrifice for the cause of the young men and the school district. It is very admirable. I urge you to re-think your position on Coach Osmundson and stand up and do the right thing and reinstate him. If you follow through with his non-renewal you open yourself up to community complaints about all areas of the school district. Parents and community members will feel free to criticize and push for the change they want in the district and will feel that they can get their way. It is a critical time to take a stand for your district. Sincerely, John Bothe Head Football Coach Oregon(IL) High School *********** Dear Madam and Dear Sir: I think it is a shame that you have chosen to non-renew the coaching contract of Coach Osmundson. I have seen video tape of Coach Osmundson's teams in action, and it is clear that he is a fine teacher of the game who gets his players to perform to the best of their potential. His players were obviously disciplined to perform at a very high rate of efficiency, and that type of discipline is one of the true benefits of high school football. Players who have been coached in such a manner are well-prepared to enter the real world where they are expected to do their job most efficiently. It is too bad that the young men in your school will not have the benefit of receiving such quality instruction and preparation from Coach Osmundson any longer. In regards to your theory of the Double-Wing offense being too predictable, I can assure you that this offense is one of the most difficult for opponents to prepare to defend. I have been using the Double-Wing system for the past three seasons with great success. My team has led Class 1A in Colorado in total offense for the past two seasons, and the coaches in our league frequently discuss with me the difficulty they have in preparing their teams to defend our Double-Wing offense. It is too bad that you have given in to the pressure of parents who are not educated in the finer points of the great game of football. I hope you will re-think your decision and realize what a treasure you have in Coach Osmundson. Sincerely, Coach Greg Koenig, Las Animas High School, Las Animas, Colorado *********** Mr. Roseberry, I have been a head football coach now for seven years. In my first two seasons I ran a West Coast offense that I knew well and had much success with as an assistant prior to taking my first head coaching position. However, that was on a staff that was used to running it and knew it well. Our kids understood it as well as our staff. I quickly found that the new staff I inherited in my new assignment didn't understand it and for the first two season we floundered at best with fair talent, a great committment from our kids and staff. That is when our staff sat down and studied what we were doing. We surmised that most of our practice time was taken up teaching the offense rather that the FUNdaMENTALS of blocking and tackling. We searched for a simple yet powerfull offense that was diverse enough to attack our opponents with strength, finess, and cunning. We decided on Hugh Wyatt's double wing offense. Since that time we've enjoyed unprecedented success. I've openly bragged about the fact that I would never go back to the WEST COAST stuff I use to believe in. The simple reason was that when we had the football our opponents didn't. When we had it and made first downs (and there have been a lot since adopting the DW as our offense) the clock kept running and our opponents couldn't score (and they didn't). We have punted less, played less defense and scored more points each year and have taken a forelorn program to top every season. We spend little time now in practice with teaching X's and O's and we are much better at the FUNdaMENTALS which means we are better at football. Our parents like it because their kids like having an advantage. Things in our town were going great, for the first time in a long while footbal and the upcoming game were a topic of conversation in every coffee shop in town. We've run into some problems recently simply because we've come up against better players and even in some cases more dedicated players and parents. This happens, especially in today's world of "let's not push kids too hard." Football is a sport that teaches more about life than any other interscholastic activity in my book. In fact it may be the most difficult course a young man will take while he is in school. Football as a course has a test each week that is not given in private but in front of everyone. Team concepts, hardwork, sacrifice, and committment to goals and achievement. Pride in accomplishment etc all are part of this course. What offense you run really has little to do with these basic themes. What does matter though is thinking that it does! From what I've heard and read I think there is a problem with priorities at Ridgefield High. I know this as I am currently struggling with the same concerns in our program from my administration. We fallen on hard times too and the boo-birds are out in droves. I am hearing much of the same. So much that I've decided that to continue would be counterproductive to our kids. I have made that decision painfully and have resigned my post so our administration can look for my replacement while there are teaching assignments open in our system. To wait would have been counterproductive for everyone. I didn't do this because I don't believe in what I was doing but rather believed that the support systems I once had well entrenched went south when things were hard. You see Mr. Roseberry, I believe that when such things happen all of us suffer and a little bit of each of us is lost. I hope that you can find it in Coach Omundson's replacement but I'm not betting on it as I know my administration will have a difficult time finding someone to replace the dedication and commitment and drive and dreams I once had when things were better. It was a thing of beauty to watch our fans as we excelled. Our kids worked their tails off, our coaches coached the tails off and we had it going. I think rather what may have happened to Coach Omundson is similar to what I've experienced. A little less committment, a little less talent, a little less belief in a system that works. Hard work and simplicity. If doing that and failing makes one the worst coach ever and needing to be replaced then I want to be that kind of coach. Coach Omundson's teams are the reason why we made the switch to the Double Wing five years ago. Unfortunately, as Coach Omundson has experienced, when talent is lean and committment is leaner no offense will bail you out and so, like the sport that taught us, we don't make excuses. I'm not and God Bless Ozzie too, for he hasn't! Best wishes in your search to find a leader for your football program. I hope he is more imaginative and in touch with kids and football. I pray for the next coach as I pray for all head coaches to never have to suffer the same fate. But should they, I pray that the sport they love so much will help them understand! Don Capaldo Former Head Coach of Football Keokuk High School Keokuk, Iowa
Rick Rescorla was on the phone at the time to his best friend. "You watching TV?" he asked. "The dumb sons of bitches told me not to evacuate," he said as he watched TV. "They said it's just Building One. I told them I'm getting my people the [expletive] out of here." And so he did, and miraculously - on a day when miracles were few - he directed the evacuation to safety of 2700 of Morgan Stanley's employees. Only six of the company's employees perished. Rick Rescorla was one of them. He is becoming famous, as well he should. NBC's "Dateline" devoted a major portion of the show last Wednesday night to Rick's story. Other than the fact that Jane Pauley kept lobbing "doesn't it just make you want to cry?" type questions at the people she interviewed, obviously pandering to that segment of the female audience that wouldn't sit still for a straight piece about (ugh!) a man's man, it was nicely done. Thanks to Cornwall native (and Double-Wing coach) Mike Kent, I even knew enough about Cornish tradition to recognize "Trelawny", the Cornish National Anthem, being sung in the background. HAVE YOU SIGNED THE PETITION ASKING THAT RICK RESCORLA BE AWARDED THE PRESIDENTIAL MEDAL OF HONOR? DO IT NOW, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO DO IT, TOO! I was #3533. Bill Livingstone, of Troy, Michigan, wrote to tell me he was #4290. Greg Koenig, of Las Animas, Colorado, was #8191 - as of April 10 it was at 9849 http://www.petitiononline.com/pmfrick/petition.html
I wanted to nominate Clifton Moore for the Black Lions award. He has worked so hard for so little the past four years that he really deserves it. He would put the team ahead of himself any time. He embodies all that I think the Black Lions award is about. He has all of his recommendations for the Air Force and it is only a matter of time before he gets his appointment. Jon McLaughlin, Rich Central High School, Olympia Fields, Illinois My Black Lion recipient is Nate Schuler. The citation should read, "For unselfish leadership, hard work, dedication and sacrifice. Nate was the quarterback who continually placed his team goals above his personal goals, and maintained a positive attitude in the best and the gravest of circumstances. He watched his friends and teammates receive accolades that, in a different situation, could have been his own, while never uttering a complaint. He continued his selfless campaign even while injured, refusing to leave the field. While quietly handing off and blocking for the league's leading offense 2 seasons in a row, he knew his name would seldom make the headlines, so his reasons were noble. Nate's character is an example of what the Black Lion Award embodies." Thanks a lot, and thanks for all the help. Please mail to: Coach Joel Bickford, Wahpeton, North Dakota Devin Honeycutt Whatever you ask of Devin, he will do it. He is a team player. We asked him to play different positions on the defensive line and he did it without question. He often played against players more than a 100 pounds heavier and he gave his best effort. His was in a lot of pain most of the year because of an ankle injury, however, he never asked to stay out of practice or conditioning. Devin is one of the hardest working players in the weight room, he can bench and squat more than a 100 pounds above his body weight. He is the consummate teammate and is well respected by his peers and coaches. He will be missed. Coach John Lambert LaCenter HS LaCenter, Washington Coach Wyatt, It is a pleasure for us to announce this years recipient of the Black Lion Award to Robbie Kortt. Robbie best exemplified Don Holleder by displaying a self-sacrificing attitude throughout the season. Robbie had been playing Fullback up until this year and was doing quite well at the position. He was equally as talented at this position as the player that ended up being our starter, he just wasn't as quick. So this year we decided that he could better serve his team at the tackle position instead of FB. I remember telling him that we would like for him to play tackle for us and his response was "whatever you think is best coach, I just want to help my team and play some football." The assistant coaches and I were absolutely thrilled with his response, as we simply couldn't afford to have him on the sidelines as our 2nd string FB waiting for his turn to go in. Robbie started at left tackle for us and did an excellent job. He was definetely one of our better players on the line. As a reward for his self-sacrifice we played him occasionally at FB and he did a fantastic job as expected. Midway through the season he knew his assignments at both the positions, and this proved invaluable at times when our starting FB needed to come out for any reason. We knew we had a great backup at FB if needed. Any person would be proud of Robbie's attitude, and I know that he will be ecstatic to recieve this honorary Black Lion Award. Thank you Coach Wyatt for giving us coaches such an award to be able to present to players that we wish we had many more of - like Don Holleder!! Sincerely, Chris Miller, Churchill HS, Eugene Oregon (BE SURE TO E-MAIL ME - coachwyatt@aol.com - AND ENROLL (OR RE-ENROLL) YOUR TEAM FOR 2002! (FOR MORE INFO) By the way... to make sure the record is correct... There is no "n" in "Holleder." The correct pronunciation is NOT "Hollander" - there is no "N". It was common, when Don Holleder was playing, for announcers to mispronounce his name "Hollander," and evidently it was a sore spot with his former wife, since remarried who, when I spoke with her, evidently thought I'd said "Hollander," and was quick to correct me!
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*********** I hooked up with Motts Thomas last week. "It's a long way from Frederick," I told him. He agreed. Clarence "Motts" Thomas was a teammate of mine on the Frederick, Maryland Falcons, in the Interstate League, back in 1968. He was a native of the town, and I had moved there a couple of years before. He was a rarity - a black Fredericktonian who had managed to get out of town and get a college education, thanks in large part to his ability to play football. He'd gone to Morgan State, where he'd played for the legendary Earl Banks, and roomed with future hall-of-famer Willie Lanier. I'm not sure why we first hit it off, a black guy and a white guy in a semi-southern town, one a graduate of an Ivy League college, the other a graduate of a historically-black state school, but we got to know each other well. Our wives enjoyed each other's company and sat together at games, and we all rode together on really long trips. Often, they'd come over to our house and play with our kids, who adored them. I learned a lot from Motts, and I hope he learned something from me. After being called up to serve in the Army, he returned to Maryland and coached high school football and wrestling before landing the head coaching job at Bowie State, in Bowie, Maryland. From Bowie, he moved to the Big Time - he succeeded the legend, Coach Banks, at Morgan. He got to stand across the field from Eddie Robinson a couple of times (those Morgan-Grambling games in Yankee Stadium drew upwards of 60,000), but it was not easy following a legend - especially one who stayed on the scene to look over his shoulder. From Morgan, he took a career step that enabled him to break outside the world of traditionally-black college athletics, taking a job as an assistant on Bob Odell's staff at Williams College, in western Massachusetts. Williams, a smaller version of an Ivy League college, has very, very high academic standards, and coaching Williams-type athletes was a new experience. Motts had already proven that he could be a head coach, and the time at Williams demonstrated that he was ready to be head coach at a prestige college. I can still recall the night he called and told me he had a chance to take a job on the West Coast as head coach at Pomona-Pitzer, a football program in Southern California run jointly by two academically elite colleges. He was an East Coast guy, just as I had been, and now that I had experienced life in the Pacific Time Zone, my advice to him was to go for it. He did. And he did as well as anyone can expect to do at a place with high admissions standards that cut no slack for athletes, a place that limits its coaches' recruiting to telephone calls. Along the way, he spent time as an intern with the Los Angeles Raiders. And in the process, he won the trust and respect of the people higher-up in school administration as a man who could do good things for a college besides coach their football team. Meanwhile, he'd been tipped off to a coaching opportunity in Finland, and when he came back and told me about his experiences, he offered to check into a job over there for me. One thing led to another, and we both wound up coaching there at the same time, he in the big city and I out in the sticks, he in one division and I in another, until in 1989, my third year there, we found ourselves coaching the two best teams in Finland, two groups of Helsinki guys who absolutely despised each other. We split the two games we played. An American TV crew struck by the oddity of football in a foreign land was on hand to tape the first meeting (I later saw the show they put together, back here in the states), which we lost. But we got revenge in the Maple Bowl, the Finnish version of the Super Bowl. My team, the Munkka Colts, defeated his team, East City Giants, 3-0 to win the National Championship. (I'm the guy who hates field goals. Except for that one.) I know that the Finnish experience helped shape Motts, too, because there, in a culture that - at least at that time - was totally devoid of racism, he had to appreciate the complete freedom of knowing that he was being treated and judged solely as a man. He loved sitting at one of the restaurant tables that line Helsinki sidewalks and soaking up the culture, drinking coffee and b-sing with whatever Finnish people happened to be there. They didn't know that he was a football coach - and wouldn't have cared it they did. To them, he was an American, and they enjoyed talking with him. He became a cosmopolitan man of the world. We lost touch over the last ten years or so. I knew from looking at my Blue Book that he was no longer in coaching, so finally I decided to try an Internet search. Bingo. I found him. After a short experiment with life in the Midwest aas dean of men at a small Wisconsin college, he realized he'd become a Californian, and he's now back at Pomona College. But he's no longer coaching football. Now, he's director of community outreach and multicultural programs, and deeply involved in an outreach program to help improve the lives of minority youngsters through joint programs between Pomona and their schools.
"Football," he says, "was what I did, never what I was."
*********** The NCAA is on Skippy's case. Skippy, as the media derisively call him, is Rick Neuheisel to you, the skipper of the football program at the University of Washington, our state's flagship university and - unless it is Oregon State's Dennis Erickson - the highest-paid public official in the Pacific Northwest. He is facing an NCAA investigation. Most of the charges against him seem to involve illegal contact with recruits, during periods when there was to be no recruiting. Gee- would he do that? Don't know, except that among his first acts as head coach of the Huskies were suspicious contacts with some of his former players at Colorado. Probably just calling to say good-bye and wish them luck under their new coach. Certainly not asking them if they'd ever considered the value of a University of Washington diploma. This is the same Rick Neuheisel, coach of the best-funded, best-armed program in the Pac-10, who recently stirred up a hornet's nest on the West Coast with his whining complaints about the aggressive (translation: "Neuheisel-like") recruiting tactics of Oregon, UCLA and Arizona. Now, I've been hard on George O'Leary. He took some career shortcuts by allowing falsehoods to remain on his resume. But, as everyone knows, George O'Leary, once exposed, paid dearly for his deception. Not even the fact that he had clearly demonstrated that he was an excellent coach was enough to overcome the charges against him. Which brings us back to Rick Neuheisel. It seems to me that cheating is a lot worse than padding one's resume, and if Neuheisel is found guilty as a cheater by the NCAA inquiry, he should do the honorable thing and fall on his sword. Either that or Washington should do the honorable thing and drop him on it. Anybody willing to bet that either one will happen? *********** Knowing how much he liked the place, I wrote to tell Todd Bross, of Sharon, PA. that on a recent visit to Philadelphia I'd stopped in at Toner's,. Toner's, in Fort Washington, PA, is my kind of place. Nothing spectacular - just your typical Eastern Pennsylvania tavern ("taproom"or "tappy" as the oldtime Philadelphia Irish would say) - but it was the site of a very enjoyable Friday evening about a year ago when several of us who'd arrived from out of town for the next day's clinic happened to meet up and share a little food and drink and football talk. As it was the nearest joint to the clinic, coaches kept wandering in and becoming absorbed into the group. One was Coach Bross, who'd driven all the way from west of Pittsburgh, near the Ohio line. I told him that on this visit, Toner's was definitely lacking one very important thing - a bunch of coaches in the back room talking football. His reply: "I agree - let me set the stage for my arrival at Toner's: I had just driven 6 hours and over 400+ miles after a week of work. I check in late, and was hungry. The clerk at the desk provided me with a drawn map of eating establishments around the hotel. I just started driving, and didn't want to venture too far away. I just pulled into Toner's on a hunch. Between my car and the door, I heard more "effin dis" and "effin dat" than I had heard in a year! I knew I was in Philly. So, I go in, head to the back, and sit down. The large group seated at a table became obvious as coaches upon unintentional eavesdropping (you guys were getting loud). So I come over, recognize you, introduce myself, and was warmly welcome to join your table. So here I am, 1st year head coach, 400 miles from my home on a Friday nite, a big Reuben with fries in front of me, an ice cold draft next to it, talking football to no ends with a group of fellow coaches. To coin the commercial "It just doesn't get any better than that". Todd Bross, Sharon, Pennsylvania *********** You're a school board member, responsible for educating 34,000 students. You're faced with the horrendous problem of having to make budget cuts, and you've been begging the state legislature to come up with some additional funding to save programs and jobs. You're about $15 million short. Where do you start? How about with a discussion of whether to give your superintendent an $87,000-a-year raise? I am not making this up. The Superintendent of Schools in Beaverton, Oregon, has been struggling to get by on $154,000 a year. Now, it seems, she's been offered $268,000 to become superintendent of schools in Spring Branch, a district in the Houston area with roughly the same number of kids as Beaverton. On top of that, if she were to leave Beaverton right now, after nine years in Oregon, she could also begin immediately drawing $25,000 a year in Oregon retirement money, from an account into which she has had to pay nothing. Take it, I would say. Fast. Don't let the door hit you in the arse on your way out. But no... she has been kind enough to notify her current employers in Beaverton that she "will consider" staying on - if they can come up with another $87,000 in salary and assorted goodies. She is already the highest-paid superintendent in Oregon; the pay raise would make her the states' third-highest-paid public employee, and would put her compensation ahead of that of the superintendents of schools in such major cities as Atlanta, Miami and San Francisco.
*********** Chuck Kim, a California kid, is passing up furthering his education in order to turn pro. So what else is new? The NBA is loaded with guys who passed up some - or all - of college in order to grab the brass ring. And fewer and fewer of the players in the NFL have stuck around long enough to graduate with their class. But this California kid is not a college sophomore entering the football draft, or a high-school hotshot getting ready to jump to the NBA. He's a soccer player, and he's "turning pro" in a sport which offers few riches even to the best of American players, and doing so in a league which only by the strictest definition of the term can be considered professional. He's a high school kid said to be sought-after by Brown, Penn, UCLA and California, but he's passing up a shot at college in order to hook up with a bunch called the Pittsburgh Riverhounds, in something called the A-League. Passing up college, were you thinking? Hell, he's passing up high school - he's dropped out, with graduation just around the corner. "Instead of sitting around for two or three months (until graduation), I decided to take a big step ahead by playing at the professional level with good coaches in a situation that has a lot of potential," he told the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette. He couldn't play in the real "Big Time", which in the US means Major League Soccer, because the MLS requires its players to have high school diplomas, but the A-League has no qualms about enticing kids to drop out. (With all the best of intentions, the kid says he will attempt to earn a GED this summer.) His ultimate goal is to play in Europe, where the big money is to be made, and his relationship with the Riverhounds is intended to be a symbiotic one, beneficial to both parties. Actually, it could be compared to that of a sweet young farm girl and her pimp: they will provide him with coaching in a "professional environment" (I swear, that's what they called it) with the intention of preparing him so they may one day sell his contract to a European club for a sizeable "transfer fee." They envision Kim as the first in the pipeline - the first of many young Americans to be tarted up and sold in this manner. Said the Riverhounds' coach, "In the rest of the world the top players are turning pro at 16, 17, 18. Here, day in and day out, Chuck is in a professional environment. Out of the top 50 players in the country, he is in the best environment, training every day with professional players at this level. For his development, this is the ideal situation for him." The juicy irony is that Riverhounds open the season this coming Saturday against Toronto - at Bethel Park High School Stadium. Now, I don't know a thing about Bethel Park High School, but - how much you wanna bet that the crowd for this "professional match" will not be as large as a typical Bethel Park High School football crowd? Welcome to the Big Time, Chuckie. *********** Steve Tobey, of Malden, Massachusetts, sent me the following sports column, and I liked it so much I immediately wrote to obtain permission to reprint it here. (I got it.) The writer, Joe Sullivan, of the Manchester, New Hampshire Union-Leader, obviously understands the phenomenon that is coaching in the Twenty-first Century. Coaches everywhere will identify with his column. Too bad every kid can't play for the 'worst coach ever' Reprinted by permission. This information is copyrighted and cannot be reused without permission. Joe Sullivan's "Column as I See 'em" appears every Tuesday in The Union Leader
*********** Mr. Roseberry- I am writing in response to your non-renewal of Coach Ozzie Osmundson. This, in not only my opinion, but the opinion of many in the HS coaching fraternity, is completly unjustified. I have had the pleasure of meeting Coach Osmundson, and he is not only a wonderful coach but a wonderful person as well. The world would be a better place if there were more people like him around. I fear for the success of both your football program, and more importantly, your young men, if this decision is not reconsidered. Respectfully- Coach Brian Rochon, North Farmington (Michigan) High School *********** Dear Ms. Vagner and Mr. Roseberry,It pains me to see a man who has devoted his life to teaching young people the valuable character lessons they so desperately need, become a victim of the very lessons he warned them about.I have been an educator for twenty two years. I have been a teacher, am now an administrator, and still a coach. I have been a coach at both the high school and collegiate levels. If there is one thing I have learned in this life it's this; THERE IS NO SUBSTITUTE FOR EXPERIENCE! Coach Osmundson has more knowledge of football in his pinky finger than most people will have in their lifetime. He has taught character to more young men in a year than some of their parents could learn in ten. Sure, he had a few tough years, but anyone who has coached a "team" game would know it takes a "team" to win. That "team" not only includes the players and coaches, but it also includes the faculty, staff, administration, parents and school community. When the "team" wins, everyone wins, when the "team" loses, everyone loses. However, our society today has changed one very important component of that statement; the part that says when the "team" loses, nowadays only the "coach" loses. Let's face facts. We live in a very selfish society. Everyone has an agenda and they're going to get their way no matter what. As educators we are challenged on a daily basis to change that mentality. If we don't rise to the challenge we will become victims of it as well. Be forewarned. If Coach Oz's removal is for selfish reasons your football program will never flourish, and neither will any of your other programs. I've seen too many schools slowly die from: THE COLD WITHIN Sincerely, Joe Gutilla - Sophomore/Freshman Dean - Head Football Coach Benilde-St. Margaret's School, Minneapolis, MN *********** COACH OSMUNDSON RESPONDS: How goes the battle Coach Wyatt? I was on your web site the other night and when I came across the comments from all the coaches about my Football job I was really taken aback. So, coach, I would like for you to put this on your site. I would really be most grateful if you would. I would like to thank the following coaches for their support through their letters to my superintendent and principal during the past week. Michael J. O'Donnell, J.C. Brink, Scott Barnes, Ron Timson, Jack Tourtillotte and any other that I missed the week before. Thanks, guys. We are in the greatest profession in the world and you all sound like terrific people. Football and young kids who want to roll up their sleeves and go to work are what it's all about. Your responses mean an awful lot to me. They caught me by surprise and believe me they are invaluable. I was very fortunate to work for a great principal (Chris Thompson) who hired Hugh Wyatt back in the early 90's. I was then fortunate again to work with Coach Wyatt for the next three years. He taught me an INCREDIBLE amount of Football. Not just Dbl. Wing, but all about the total game. He is an incredible man. Thank you Hugh. I really love you and Connie. Coaches........ if you've never been to one of Coach Wyatt's Clinics you must try and go. They are the best I've ever attended. ( 25 Years ) Ossie Osmundson, Ridgefield High School, Ridgefield, Washington
Rick Rescorla was on the phone at the time to his best friend. "You watching TV?" he asked. "The dumb sons of bitches told me not to evacuate," he said as he watched TV. "They said it's just Building One. I told them I'm getting my people the [expletive] out of here." And so he did, and miraculously - on a day when miracles were few - he directed the evacuation to safety of 2700 of Morgan Stanley's employees. Only six of the company's employees perished. Rick Rescorla was one of them. He is becoming famous, as well he should. NBC's "Dateline" devoted a major portion of the show last Wednesday night to Rick's story. Other than the fact that Jane Pauley kept lobbing "doesn't it just make you want to cry?" type questions at the people she interviewed, obviously pandering to that segment of the female audience that wouldn't sit still for a straight piece about (ugh!) a man's man, it was nicely done. Thanks to Cornwall native (and Double-Wing coach) Mike Kent, I even knew enough about Cornish tradition to recognize "Trelawny", the Cornish National Anthem, being sung in the background. HAVE YOU SIGNED THE PETITION ASKING THAT RICK RESCORLA BE AWARDED THE PRESIDENTIAL MEDAL OF HONOR? DO IT NOW, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO DO IT, TOO! I was #3533. Bill Livingstone, of Troy, Michigan, wrote to tell me he was #4290. Greg Koenig, of Las Animas, Colorado, was #8191 - as of April 10 it was at 9849 http://www.petitiononline.com/pmfrick/petition.html
Seth Cazzell was selected because of several reasons. He is one, if not, our smallest player yet he contributed a lot for his size. He played both ways, DE and TE. He also played QB in our first game of the season when our first QB had to miss the game due to a funeral. He did fine and we won the game 27-0. He never missed a practice or complained about anything we asked him to do, and was always first to volunteer and last to leave the practice field. He always helped carry the blocking dummies and cones from the storage room to the practice field. He never degraded or talked bad about a teammate. We moved him to TE because we wanted to move our RG to C Back. When we made the move, we moved our TE to RG and Seth became our TE. He really learned about blocking and had a key block in the championship that sprung our runner for our only score. He was always our loudest person during stretching drills and our team song. I believe more than most kids on the team, he demonstrated the character that the Black Lion awards. I further believe, if I was to go to battle he would be my first pick. Regards Greg Cazzell Please mail the award to: Greg Cazzell, Dayton, Ohio Coach Wyatt, Thank you for getting back with me. I have picked Chris Jones for the Black Lion Award. Chris was a complete turnaround from last year. He really matured as a complete football player this year. We had some problems with the kids not getting along this year. They really never gelled as a complete team. Chris was the one who emerged as the team leader. He tried the hardest to keep everyone focused on the right things. Never did he drop his head or stop enjoying the game of football. TEAM was something Chris enjoyed and it showed in every practice and every game. Put your athletes on the bench and play your winners. Chris was a winner. Joe Harris, Kokomo, Indiana The player's name is Shawn Beardall. He played Center on offense and Tackle on defense. He is the kind of kid we all want our boys to grow up to be like. He is a selfless winner. Here are some of his accomplishments in the past year. All State Offensive Lineman Third on team in tackles with 82 Team Captain (voted by teammates) Valley Player of the Week Plays on all special teams (there have been games that Shawn has not come out of the game) Is a National Honor Society Member All State Wrestler All State Baseball Player Student Body Vice President Active in his church youth group as a leader These are just things that I know off the top of my head. He is a great young man who works extremely hard and would do Don Holleder and the Black Lions proud. Please mail the certificate to me and I will present it to him at our awards banquet and notify the media of it as well. Robbie Gunter, Preston, Idaho (BE SURE TO E-MAIL ME - coachwyatt@aol.com - AND ENROLL (OR RE-ENROLL) YOUR TEAM FOR 2002! (FOR MORE INFO)
MORE ABOUT DON HOLLEDER AND THE TYPE OF MAN HE WAS "Major Holleder overflew the area (under attack) and saw a whole lot of Viet Cong and many American soldiers, most wounded, trying to make their way our of the ambush area. He landed and headed straight into the jungle, gathering a few soldiers to help him go get the wounded. A sniper's shot killed him before he could get very far. He was a risk-taker who put the common good ahead of himself, whether it was giving up a position in which he had excelled or putting himself in harm's way in an attempt to save the lives of his men. My contact with Major Holleder was very brief and occured just before he was killed, but I have never forgotten him and the sacrifice he made. On a day when acts of heroism were the rule, rather than the exception, his stood out." Dave Berry By the way... to make sure the record is correct... There is no "n" in "Holleder." The correct pronunciation is NOT "Hollander" - there is no "N". It was common, when Don Holleder was playing, for announcers to mispronounce his name "Hollander," and evidently it was a sore spot with his former wife, since remarried who, when I spoke with her, evidently thought I'd said "Hollander," and was quick to correct me!
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*********** "Saw your news today and the funny thing is two news days in a row there are things I can relate too. Today is the coach that pounded the pavement to raise money and when he ended up with the extra cash the AD put it into the general fund. It reminds me of a time when I was the head coach at a school and a businessman who had graduated from the school offered to give 3000 dollars for a new sled. The AD told him he would take the money but he would have to divide it up among the other sports. The guy told him it was either football or nothing. Well, we got nothing." Mike Foristiere, Boise, Idaho *********** A youth coach writes, "Our local high school hired a new varsity coach this past off season or should I say brought an old assistant coach up to take the spot left vacant by his old boss. I went in to interview for the freshman coaching job, which went well until we started to talk x's and o's. These high school coaches in this town look down their noses at our system saying "oh that's good for the little kids but up at this level you need to have multiple sets and formations blah blah blah..." I think I was being kind of naive thinking that I could get them to listen to me and maybe think a little different than they normally do. I am pulling my name out of the list of applicants since I don't think that I would be doing any of us a service by taking a job and trying to run something i don't believe in. We have some great DW teams in this area -, I wish coach ------ of (a very good Double-Wing team in the state) would give a call to our local high school and ask for a scrimmage. Maybe that would get their attention. (Little kids' offense, my ass.) I respect your opinion do you think i made the right choice?" NAME WITHHELD YUP. Naturally, they don't have any obligation whatsoever to do what you want them to do, but they should listen to what you have to say instead of dismissing it without knowing anything about it. They should show some respect for you and what you've been doing. I don't think that anyone should work in a situation where he or what he has been doing is not respected. I also don't think anyone should go to work with people who demonstrate right up front that they are ignorant. *********** "The latest scheme by the IHSA, the governing body of athletics in Illinois, is to divide our 32 team playoff classes into 4-8 team quadrants and seeding within the 8. This is a radical change from a playoff that used to seed all 32 teams and pair them up (ex . 1 vs 32, 2 vs 31) so that the tournaments could advance the best teams. Now you will have local powerhouses playing each other in the first round while weaker areas of the state advance weaker teams. It will strongly affect our Northern Illinois area and turn the early rounds of the playoffs into a conference tournament.
*********** I mentioned the desolated feeling my wife and I had when we drove past the scene of devastation where Baltimore's recently-demolished Memorial Stadium once stood. Coach Kevin McLucas, of Millersville, Maryland, was kind enough to send me an article from the Baltimore Sun describing the use to which the state of Maryland is going to put all the concrete from the old place - enough, it is said, to put the old baseball diamond under 9 yards of it. It's going to be dumped it into the Chesapeake Bay. Well, not dumped, exactly - they're going to use it to create an artificial oyster reef in the Bay, just off the mouth of the Patapsco River. The hope is that it might help restore the Bay's failing oyster population, an effort which everyone applauds. The idea is that, since oysters in the saltiest parts of the bay are the ones most affected by disease, the reef, in the fresher waters of the upper Bay, will enable a strain of disease-free oysters raised by the University of Maryland to thrive and eventually, carried by tides, they will replace their sicker cousins in the lower Bay. One person, though, is not happy about the whole deal. He's former Baltimore mayor, now state controller William Donald Schaefer. He fought hard to keep the old stadium, built in 1954 to honor World War II vets, from being demolished at all, and he doesn't like the idea of a burial at sea. "It's the last straw," he said. "It's just saying to the veterans, 'We don't care about you. Let's throw 'em in the ocean.' "They should take the rubble and dump it in a landfill and forget it," he said. On the other hand, he said, "Maybe the oysters will open up and sing. You never can tell." You have to be an old enough Baltimorean to understand that last bit of sarcasm by Mayor Schaefer - that bit about the oysters opening up and singing. He was undoubtedly referring to the old National Bohemian Beer TV commercials, very popular throughout Maryland, in which animated Chesapeake Bay creatures - birds, fish, clams, crabs and oysters - celebrated the good life there in "The Land of Pleasant Living" by singing the National Boh jingle: "Ohhhh... National Beer, National Beer, You'll Like the taste of National Beer- *********** While in Durham, North Carolina last week, I drove over to Duke and watched a practice. It was a gorgeous spring day, temperature in the low 60's (I am not a hot weather guy), sky as blue as it ever gets even in the Northwest (no, Tarheels - not Carolina blue), and every flowering tree and bush imaginable beginning to bloom. I think I can envision retirement in a place like that, just being able to go out and watch football practice, whether at Duke, Carolina, N.C. State or North Carolina Central. The Duke kids looked good, and the attitude was very upbeat, but I had to keep reminding myself - Hugh, these guys have to play Florida State... Clemson... Georgia Tech... North Carolina... N.C. State... Virginia... Maryland. Uh-oh. Toward the end of practice, I had a chance to introduce myself to the newest member of the Duke staff, Dennis Creehan. He is coming off three years at one of Division I's toughest assignments - defensive coordinator at Rutgers - and at Duke he is working with the secondary, but you hard-core football guys will know him as the guy who has put out a series of Wing-T tapes based on the success he had running it while head coach at South Dakota. Wing-T enthusiasts who share my dismay at the thought of Delaware's discarding their trademark offense (after 50+ years of running it) will be encouraged to know that Coach Creehan, who at Rutgers had to go up against the Miamis' the Virginia Techs, the Boston Colleges and the Syracuses, believes more strongly than ever in the Wing-T. To a certain extent, with Delaware having jettisoned all its former offensive assistants, Dennis Creehan remains the guardian of the Wing-T flame at the major college level. (Carnegie-Mellon still runs the wing-T at the Division III level, dating all the way back to Chuck Klausing - who, Coach Creehan informed me, got the Wing-T from him!) We shook hands and agreed to stay in touch.
As many of you know, I am a great believer in teaching blocking and tackling using hand shields. Unfortunately, the standard-size shield can sometimes make it impossible for a little guy to wrap his arms around it and "grab cloth," much less lock his arms. (Those of you who have my "Safer and Surer Tackling" tape will understand what I am saying. As a result of a recent inquiry from a coach, I have been in touch with a manufacturer who tells me that if there is sufficient interest, he would be able to produce a "youth" pad about 15-20 per cent smaller in all dimensions: approximately 20 x 16 x 3, with two handles same as the adult size. A company in the Northwest has produced a sample "fight shield" for me to take around to clinics. Its price is $40 each when you buy from 1-4; $35 each if you buy 5 or more. The young fellow demonstrating the shield is Coach Dwayne Pierce's son, Xavier. He has told his friends that a "famous coach" took his picture and is going to put him on his web site.
*********** Richie McKay, Oregon State's basketball coach, left them for New Mexico recently, after just two years. He arrived at OSU after just two years at Northern Colorado. Before that, he spent just two years at Portland State. (Beginning to get the picture?) So Oregon State went out and hired Jay John. Who? I demanded to know. (One of the Portland radio guys, no doubt a US history buff, confused him with a Founding Father, and called him "John Jay.") Jay John? I asked. Come on - this guy's going to have to go up against Mike Montgomery and Ben Braun, Henry Bibby and Ernie Kent, Lute Olson and, yes, UCLA malcontents, Steve Lavin, even. I shook my head. This, I asked, was the best they could get? And then I read on, and I became upset with myself for what I'd been saying, because this guy is what it is all about. He has paid his dues. Here was no college star who returned to sit the bench at the right hand of the father, absorbing basketball while waiting for the right job to open up (nothing against the likes of Quin Snyder, you understand). Here was a guy who barely even played college basketball. A native of Tucson, he tried walking on at Northern Arizona in both football and basketball, but after one year there, he transferred to the University of Arizona. He did not play basketball there at all. Instead, while still an undergraduate, he began to coach - both football and basketball - at the junior high and high school level. (Are you listening, all you young guys who ask me how you can get into coaching? I would be willing to bet that the first couple of jobs were voluntary.) After graduation, he hired on with his former high school coach, who was by then coaching at Jamestown Community College, in western New York. Over the last 19 years, he has worked as a college assistant, first at Butler, then at Oregon under Ernie Kent - a class individual whom I consider to be one of the top young coaches in America - and, for the last four years, at Arizona under Lute Olson. As Brian Meehan of the Portland Oregonian wrote, "He did more than look good in an $800 suit to get here." Indeed. He has paid his dues. *********** And then, speaking of paying one's dues, comes an article in last week's Sports Illustrated about George O'Leary, who figured a way around having to pay dues. Hey - why bother going through the drudgery of playing college football when all you have to do is write on an application that you played? Lettered, even. Why sit through all those stupefying education classes, why pay for all those worthless credits, when all you have to do is tell somebody that you have a master's degree? (Why, for that matter, would anyone serve in the armed forces, when all you have to do is claim that you did? Stay home and tell everybody about how tough it was in 'Nam. That purple heart? Who would ever find out that you didn't earn it?) And just as the perjurer Clinton had his defenders, so does George O'Leary. Listen to the analogy used by his brother Peter, who, we are told, is president of the Suffolk County, New York, Detectives Association, to try to put George's forced resignation from Notre Dame in perspective: "It was like me being named FBI director and three days later being fired because I farted in church." Funny guy. Can't knock him for his family loyalty. But I can't help wondering how he got where he did without ever learning the difference between a fart and a fraud. *********** My wife is an elementary school teacher, and for some time now we've shaken our heads at the way today's kids' names reflect the self-absorption of their parents. They are obsessed with marking their children as "special," distinct from all the other five billion people on earth, and evidently the one way they think they can do this is by giving their kids a unique brand - a name spelled like none other on the planet. The old male standards - James, John, Joseph - have been supplanted by Jason, Jesse and Josh. Rick might be spelled "Ric," and John might very well have an apostrophe in it someplace - J'ohn. Or Jo'hn. Or Joh'n. Don't try giving their kids nicknames, either. If you wonder why you haven't heard anyone called Skinny or Shorty in years, why, it's because we are looking out for our children's self esteem. And if you call Michael "Mike," you will think you had called the Lord "Satan" by the time Michael's parents get through with you. And that's just the boys. You just wait till you get to the girls' names. They are all over the place. Not to mention their spelling. There are probably a dozen different ways to spell Brittany. Or MacKenzie. Or Caitlin. Throw in all the ethnic names brought with them by the newest wave of immigrants, and you've got a teacher's nightmare. Or a sportswriter's. One local sportswriter, Tim Martinez, wrote in the Vancouver Columbian about the problems all this clever distinctiveness is causing them. They ask coaches before every season to submit accurate rosters, but then, even in the case of those coaches who cooperate by doing so, the accuracy sometimes isn't what it ought to be. Often they have to depend on a person calling in game results, as he or she reads from a carelessly-written scorebook. "I'm going to spell this for you," the person tells the sportswriter. "A-l-i-c-e-s-o-n." You mean like Allison? the sportswriter asks. Don't make jokes, pal. Try spelling it as "Allison" in your story, and your phone will ring. Guaranteed. And tomorrow, guaranteed, you'll be forced to print a correction. ("In yesterday's story about the Lockwood High freshman softball game, we said that the winning pitcher was Brittany Wilson. It should have read Brit'nie Wilson.") Martinez suggests that parents who insist on giving their kids distinctive names might at least give them simple nicknames to use when they compete in sports - names such as "Lefty." Problem is, he says, today's parents would spell it "Lefftie." *********** High school coaches would relate to this one... TCU quarterback Casey Printers evidently figured that once the Frogs' star running back Ladainian Tomlinson left for the NFL, they would build the offense around him and his passing - showcase him, in other words. Instead, they continued to run the ball. So the frustrated Printers, with his senior year coming up, transferred to Florida A & M, a Division I-AA school where he will be able to play right away. "I think I could've been a Heisman guy," says Printers. "If they had done for me what they did for LaDainian (in terms of publicity and building the offense around him). It was the perfect situation and I felt like it was gonna be my deal. But I guess not." So he transferred. Wow. Talk about egotistical. How'd you like to have 11 guys like him? He was quoted more extensively in the article I read, and by far the most-used word in his vocabulary was "I". I have one question for you, Casey: you wanted to win a Heisman Trophy? Then WHY THE F--K DID YOU GO TO TCU? Or is it maybe because that was the best you could do at the time, and now that you've had a little success - thanks to some good coaching and a few teammates with a little talent themselves - you've gone and bitten the hand that fed you? And to think I rooted for you.
During this six year period we have never failed to make the play-offs, have won the division twice and played in two state championship games. The point, much of what we have done was taken from a tape on which Coach Osmundson Double Wing offense was partially featured. His team was well coached and it was obvious from the tape the man could flat out coach. I also had the opportunity of seeing the Ridgefield team on a couple of other game tapes and in each case was impressed by the kids and the coaching job. Coach Osmundson's offense was difficult to defend, imaginative, and well coached. Although I do not usually get involved in things that are not my business as a member of unique group of coaches who run the Double Wing offense I wanted to add my support to a coach that was about to lose his job in part because he runs this offense. I hope parent pressure and politics have not caused this man his job because it is obvious to anyone who has seen his teams that he can coach. Please add my e-mail to any other letters or e-mails of support for Coach Osmundson. Sincerely, Jack Tourtillotte Principal, Boothbay Region H.S, Boothbay Harbor, Maine *********** Supt Vagner: I am very sorry to hear that you have decided to yield to the pressure of parents and boosters and have not rehired Coach Osmundson as your football coach. Though I do not know him personally, I feel I owe him a great deal by viewing many of the highlights of his team running the double-wing offense. I am a double-wing disciple and I feel that I have seen enough high school teams running this offense in the five years that I have run it that I know when they are well coached. I truly believe the teams of Coach Osmundson are always well coached. I am also aware that in 1992, or thereabouts, he coached your program for nothing when the district was having financial problems. This probably kept your program alive and enabled them to go 13-0 and win the state championship in 1994. It seems that most of the people around there, the administration included, must have a very short memory. I have been a head coach for 11 years, an offensive coordinator for 2, and coached three years in college and three more while in the Air Force. I know that coaches do not coach for the money, and all of us coach on a one year contract, but it would seem that with Coach Osmundson's track record he certainly deserves more of a chance than it appears you are giving him. I realize his teams have had losing records the past three years, but none of us can make silk out of pig's ear. I hope you haven't been sold the old story that "we need a new, young coach to come in and turn things around." There is nothing in our business that can replace experience. I am 55 years old, and I just hired a 75 year old, about to enter his 50th year of coaching, to coach my defensive backs and be my mind in the crow's nest on Friday nights. He has all that experience and the kids love him, and I would have been making a terrible mistake not to hire him. I also have a problem with the double-wing offense being too predictable and old-fashioned. Ask any defensive coordinator what is the hardest thing about the double-wing and they will tell you that it is it's unpredictability. With all the counters, traps, and bootlegs it is a very unpredictable offense and very hard to stop. In the five years I have run it I think there may have been only two games where we lost and I did not feel we beat ourselves. And in those two games the other team was just better and more physical than us, and it would not have made any difference what offense we ran. One of the beautiful things about this offense happened to me last year. We were in our 8th week of the season and about to play a district team that had lost to the district champions inthe last two minutes just two weeks before. Well, on Wednesday of that week we lost our starting QB with a broken hand. On Friday we used our second and third string QBs and defeated this district opponent 52-0. Show me any other offense where you can do that. I realize that this will probably have no bearing on Coach Osmundson's situation, but I felt he deserved my support. I also take offense at anyone criticizing this offense as unpredictable and old-fashioned. I hope you live to regret this selfish and deplorable treatment of a man who has served your district with distinction. You deserve someone who throws the ball 30 times a game and goes 0-13. A double-winger to my grave. Ron Timson, HFC, Umatilla HS, Umatilla, FL *********** Dear Ms. Vagner, I just wanted to take a moment and thank you for not renewing Coach Osmundson's contract. You might not be aware that Texans pride themselves on having the greatest high school Coaching in the country. Now, thanks to Coach Osmundson's current availability, there is a chance for Texas add another great Coach to our ranks! I've seen tapes of Coach Osmundson's football teams, and I can tell you one thing -- his teams know how to play the game! I understand the win/loss record hasn't been stellar the past couple of years -- Although it is always easy to point to Coaching, I'd bet a paycheck that the talent level of his kids wasn't up to par -- and I'd also take a wild guess that the scheduling gods didn't favor Ridgeview. In any case, my hopes are that Coach Osmundson will take advantage of this great opportunity you have provided him, and head on down to Texas -- joining the great Coaches that have migrated here before him. I have aspirations to someday join the ranks of school administration and I'd like some "coaching" from you on this point. Obviously you've been successful, so please help me learn from your wisdom. I just have a quick question - Why was Coach Osmundson considered a highly competent Coach just a few short years ago when a) he worked for free just to keep the program going and b) took his team to a state championship? But now, according to your decision, after 20+ years of loyalty and success he isn't qualified to Coach any longer. What is behind making a decision like this? Thanks in advance for your help with my learning! and once again, THANKS for making Coach Osmundson available for other opportunities -- maybe I'll get real lucky, and he'll come to Rockwall and Coach MY sons! Sincerely, Scott Barnes Rockwall, Texas *********** My name is J.C.Brink. I live at --------- ., Jupiter, Fla. I have never met coach Osmundson but I have watched his teams play. I have been coaching football since 1979 and feel that I know something about the game. Now, I know that you are getting a lot of e-mails about coach. Mine is just another in the list, but please bear with me for a moment. If you would sit down and diagram some of the possible formations that can come out of the Double Wing philosophy you will see that the potential for overcoming any "predictability" is enormous. All of the arguments about his record, with good talent and without good talent, his good years and his not so good years, whether the Double Wing is a good offense or not, will be made by others. I think I know good coaching when I see it but watching game films gives no sense of what the coaches and players are really like as persons. There is more to coaching your students than winning of loosing football games. There should be more in your decision to let him go than just whether he has had two or three "non winning" seasons ! I would suggest that you take a good long look at what he has meant to the development of the students, at your school, as far as becoming decent adults is concerned. How has he fostered a feeling of loyalty and pride in your school? What has he, personally, done to demonstrate how to be a role model for all students not just football players? It is said that we come into this world with nothing and the Lord will provide us with what we need. I think there are two things that He does not provide but expects us to acquire and develop. Those two things are "character and honor". Without those two qualities in life you have nothing ! All other qualities,traits if you will, spring from these two. Honesty, loyalty,commitment, self worth, compassion. I could go on but I'm sure you can complete the list as well as I can. So! My question to you is - How would you evaluate coach Osmondsun's real value to your school and students? And, how do you feel your treatment of him stands up in the light of "character and honor" ?? If, in the long term, you should come to feel that perhaps you have erred in this matter, PLEASE have the grace and good sense to contact coach and correct that error! Any school would be glad to have him coach with them. You should not lose him ! Thank you for taking the time to read this. Sincerely, J.C. Brink *********** Dear Ms. Vagner and Mr. Roseberry, I was dismayed to hear about your decision to not renew Coach Osmundson's football coaching contract for the upcoming season. We have utilized a number of his thoughts in our program at Pine City and have found them to be not only effective on the field and well received by both players and spectators, but much respected by our opponents in our league. As you well know, it can be a difficult task to coach any sport. Coaches ask quite a bit from their players in terms of training. However, few things are more important than commitment, respect, and loyalty. As I understand, Coach Osmundson has been a coach at Ridgefield for 24 years and has been your head coach for the past 16 years. That is a lot of time invested in the youth of your school and community. Throughout the years, I am sure Coach Osmundson regularly emphasized to the football players that they need to make a commitment, that they demonstrate respect for others, and that they remain loyal to each other, their team, the school, and their community. Is it asking too much to ask the same of you as administrators? Are you willing to make a commitment to a program when it has fallen on difficult times? Have you demonstrated respect for the coach as well as the players when things are not going perfectly for them? How loyal have you been? Commitment, respect, and loyalty are easier traits to emulate when issues are minor and complaints are minimal. Have you given only "lip service" to these traits throughout the years when Ridgefield was going through periods of success both inside and outside the classroom? While I certainly know very little about the workings of your school, I do know something about coaching football. I have been a football coach for almost 30 years and have coached at the college level, the high school level, and the elementary level at seven different universities or school districts. From what I have seen on film, and I have seen Coach Osmundson's teams on film, they have been sound in the fundamentals and enthusiastic about playing the game. Offensive and defensive systems do not win or lose games but people do. Significant changes in personnel mean a change in team chemistry and, as in construction work, any building/rebuilding project can take time to complete. Commitment, respect, and loyalty are traits every coach would like his teams to demonstrate. In addition, every coach would like to receive commitment, respect, and loyalty from administration in return for the many hours spent and/or invested in building character in the children of the community. Please reconsider your decision to not renew Coach Osmundson's football coaching contract. If you have questions regarding this letter, you may contact me at school or at my home. Sincerely, Michael J. O'Donnell Educational Speech Pathologist/Coach Pine City Schools Pine City, Minnesota
Rick Rescorla was on the phone at the time to his best friend. "You watching TV?" he asked. "The dumb sons of bitches told me not to evacuate," he said as he watched TV. "They said it's just Building One. I told them I'm getting my people the [expletive] out of here." And so he did, and miraculously - on a day when miracles were few - he directed the evacuation to safety of 2700 of Morgan Stanley's employees. Only six of the company's employees perished. Rick Rescorla was one of them. He is becoming famous, as well he should. NBC's "Dateline" devoted a major portion of the show last Wednesday night to Rick's story. Other than the fact that Jane Pauley kept lobbing "doesn't it just make you want to cry?" type questions at the people she interviewed, obviously pandering to that segment of the female audience that wouldn't sit still for a straight piece about (ugh!) a man's man, it was nicely done. Thanks to Cornwall native (and Double-Wing coach) Mike Kent, I even knew enough about Cornish tradition to recognize "Trelawny", the Cornish National Anthem, being sung in the background. HAVE YOU SIGNED THE PETITION ASKING THAT RICK RESCORLA BE AWARDED THE PRESIDENTIAL MEDAL OF HONOR? DO IT NOW, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO DO IT, TOO! I was #3533. Bill Livingstone, of Troy, Michigan, wrote to tell me he was #4290. Greg Koenig, of Las Animas, Colorado, was #8191 - as of April 10 it was at 9849 http://www.petitiononline.com/pmfrick/petition.html
We chose Nick Hufford as our Black Knight. Nick, just like Maj. Holleder, made sacrifices for his team. Nick, probably one of our better inside backers switched to the outside and help us secure that position as the most consistent defensive performer. Nick is 6'1 185 lbs. and would sacrifice his body constantly taking on guards TE's and FB's who were consistently more physical in order to make our defense work. Mark Kaczmarek, Assumption HS Davenport, Iowa Coach, It's my honor to tell you a little about the Keystone Catholic Firebird's 1st Black Lion - Domenic Lombardi. Dom is one of the 1st 4 Firebirds who will be leaving our team as a 6th grader after starting with us as a 4th grader. His journey towards being nominated for this honor actually started a year ago at our team banquet. Being the Line Coach, I worked with Dom as a tight end for blocking purposes only , a job he did well considering he weighed about 108 lbs. and was routinely asked to block kids over twice his weight in our no-weight limit league. It was announced at the banquet that I would be taking over as Head Coach. Dom had just won the back's "Rudy" Award, the only individual award we give out. It goes to a player who best exemplifies the spirit of Rudy Ruttiger of Notre Dame / movie fame. The cutoff for handling the ball in our league was 115 lbs., so I joked with Dom about his impending final season as a "Hog". He replied "I'm going to do everything I can to be the starting fullback (a job he coveted), but if I don't make it, I'll be the best piggy you have." He asked me what he could do to improve his footwork. I gave him my standard 2 word answer - "Jump Rope". His dad, Pete, coached every season, and I had the opportunity to "keep tabs" on him during basketball season while I looked for future Firebirds. Pete pulled me aside. "Dom won't eat any junk food. Not even 1 potato chip. You can't break him." He then went on to tell me about the jump rope - about the frustrated screams that would echo from their garage as he tried to make his feet behave. His mother went as far to tie one end to the car door handle and work the other while he tried again and again. On summer vacation he would go down to the beach on his own and karaoke sprint 100 yards at a time, usually collapsing to the sand in exhaustion after 70 or so yards. In the meantime I discovered your offense, and the team bought the playbook, video, and paid for me to attend your Philadelphia clinic. After reading your descriptions of what each player should possess, it became apparent that there was only 1 player on our team who embodied all the characteristics of a QB - Dom. August, and its brutal heat, brought the start of conditioning. Dom reported about 3 inches taller than at the banquet...and 6 pounds lighter. He only weighed 102 and was a year older. Respect is an understatement for what I felt, as well as dedication on his part. In the scope of things, he had dedicated over 8% of his LIFE getting ready for a few months of football and the opportunity to be the "now" B Back. He worked his ass off in August, and was elected a Tri-Captain by his teammates. I asked him to take some snaps. He did. He ran the Power and learned the footwork. The next day his first words were "Coach, I want to do that again!" The final piece of the puzzle was there...he wanted the job. He threw himself into it, learning the entire offense, our numerical play calling system, all the footwork. Those months in the garage paid off. He stayed late one night and we ran the Counter all by ourselves over and over until he had the steps. He also developed into a solid linebacker and eventual defensive end. Now Dom is not the greatest athlete. He's not that fast (actually he's slow) and can't throw very well. But no player I have ever coached has squeezed every ounce of ability out of what he had, and none have worked harder at developing what was there. We got crushed our first game, and he cried out of frustration. But he was there the following Monday ready to go. In the middle of the season we installed a DW option that required Dom to go to B back. He loved it! He threw ferocious blocks, and when he missed them he would shake with self imposed anger and tears, but the inability of our new QB to handle the snap in the game brought Dom back to QB. In his 2nd game back he got viciously blocked while on defense. He wouldn't come out, although in hindsight he probably had a mild concussion. Later, at QB, he twisted his knee badly. His Dad and I carried him off the field, and all he could say through his tears were "I don't understand. I'm doing what I'm supposed to. I'm trying as hard as I can. Why do I keep getting hurt?" I had to order him back to his ice bag twice...he kept getting up and coming over...ready to go in. In practice someone stepped on his hand and a welt (I am not exaggerating) the size of a small egg ballooned up on the back on his hand. After some ice, he finished practice right back where we left. In our last game, he was the only 6th grader, the only player, who hugged me when he came off the field for the last time. On a football field, that is the ultimate display of love for a teammate, and I was a bit wet eyed. He gave everything he had, worked hard to develop that and find more, never complained, led by example, and did what was best for the team. Sitting here now as I type I am filled with pride about the young man I had the pleasure of coaching and getting to know - someone who actually on occasion inspired me to work harder, our 1st Black Lion - Domenic Lombardi. PS - Dom's dream is to go to Notre Dame. He has the grades. It wouldn't surprise me one bit to hear about a 2nd "Rudy". Todd Bross Sharon, PA Coach, Our nominee for the Black Lion award is senior Greg Bunce. Greg has been a tremendous worker for us and has been a outstanding leader on and off the field as well. Heading into his junior season, Greg was moved from offensive guard to fullback and became one of the mainstays on our junior varsity football team as a running back. Then, during his senior year, we were in need of a quick and tough middle guard on defense. Because of his quickness and aggressiveness, which were developed in part through wrestling, Greg essentially volunteered for the spot and, although severely undersized, played marvelously well throughout much of the season. Even when an elbow injury sidelined him for a number of games, he was at every practice and game encouraging the others to do their best and remaining actively involved with our team. It is the opinion of the Pine City coaching staff that Greg truly epitomizes the heart of the Black Lions and, as a result, we have selected him as our 2001 recepient. Thank you. Mike O'Donnell Pine City High School, Pine City, Minnesota (BE SURE TO E-MAIL ME - coachwyatt@aol.com - AND ENROLL (OR RE-ENROLL) YOUR TEAM FOR 2002! (FOR MORE INFO)
MORE ABOUT DON HOLLEDER AND THE TYPE OF MAN HE WAS "Major Holleder overflew the area (under attack) and saw a whole lot of Viet Cong and many American soldiers, most wounded, trying to make their way our of the ambush area. He landed and headed straight into the jungle, gathering a few soldiers to help him go get the wounded. A sniper's shot killed him before he could get very far. He was a risk-taker who put the common good ahead of himself, whether it was giving up a position in which he had excelled or putting himself in harm's way in an attempt to save the lives of his men. My contact with Major Holleder was very brief and occured just before he was killed, but I have never forgotten him and the sacrifice he made. On a day when acts of heroism were the rule, rather than the exception, his stood out." Dave Berry By the way... to make sure the record is correct... There is no "n" in "Holleder." The correct pronunciation is NOT "Hollander" - there is no "N". It was common, when Don Holleder was playing, for announcers to mispronounce his name "Hollander," and evidently it was a sore spot with his former wife, since remarried who, when I spoke with her, evidently thought I'd said "Hollander," and was quick to correct me!
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*********** A friend of mine at an underfunded school has had to work his tail off to keep his program alive, much less give his kids any extras, but he has gone out and pounded the pavement and lined up sponsors willing to pay for such extras as camps for his kids. Last year, he was able to solicit enough donations from local businesspeople to take his entire team to a camp at a nearby college. When fewer kids than expected were able to go, he contacted the sponsors to tell them that he had money left over, and ask if they'd like a refund. Every single one of them said, basically, "your football program can use the money - keep it." Whereupon his athletic director transferred the sponsors' money- which my friend had gone out and raised, and which the sponsors had specifically earmarked for football - into the general athletic department account, to be used on other sports, as the AD saw fit. *********** Everywhere I go, coaches of kids from age 7 up through high school agree that the pancake drill (shown in "Dynamics of the Double Wing") is a great one - it safely introduces kids to high-speed football contact, and helps teach blocking, tackling and aggressive ball-carrying. Coach Gordon Leib, of James Madison High of Vienna, Virginia, has found a new use for it. Coach Leib, whose Warhawks made it to the state playoffs this past season for only the second time in the last 20 years, told the coaches at the Raleigh-Durham clinic that it's a great way to get a student body fired up - his kids do it at their school's pep rallies. They lay the dummies on the gym floor, get their hardest hitters and put the pads on them, and then, after warming up and stretching, they go at it, right there in the gym - BAM! CRASH! POW! SMACK!. He says the student body goes wild! *********** "Loser!"... Dr. James Naismith, the inventor of the game of basketball, is the only coach in Kansas' long and glorious basketball history to have a losing record there - 55-60 in 10 years (1898-1907). *********** Hugh; I looked up the NFL championship records for the l950's over spring break. The Browns played in the championship game from 1950-1955!!! They were back in the championship game in 1957. My Browns played for the NFL championship 7 out of the ten years in the decade of the 1950's. The negative point is that they only won the championship three times. The doggone Lions beat them three times out of four. I would like to see a modern day team make the Super Bowl 6 straight years!!! I am going with the Browns for the team of the decade! Before you say it, yes I am prejudiced in the Browns favor. Darn Bobby Layne!!! David Crump, Owensboro, Kentucky *********** A Philadelphia sports-talk show was ragging on "Terrapins" as a school's nickname. The host was an ignoramus who tried to make his point by going down the list of ACC schools other than Maryland, showing how fierce the other teams' nicknames were - Yellow Jackets, Seminoles, Cavaliers, Blue Devils, Demon Deacons, Tigers, Cavaliers. Cavaliers? someone asked. "Yeah," he said. "They were pirates." Tarheels? someone else asked him. "Yeah," he said. "They were great explorers."(?) Someone called in to defend the "Terrapin," a large turtle native to the waters of the Chesapeake Bay and its tributaries, and an animal capable of a nasty snapping bite. At least, he told the host, it was "Better than some mythical lion." HOST: Who are you talking about? CALLER: Penn State. The Nittany Lion. HOST: That's a mountain lion. CALLER: There's not one for a thousand miles! HOST: Well, it's fiercer than a turtle. CALLER: Not that lion. It doesn't even exist! *********** Coach, I signed the petition for Rick. I just happened to be watching tv that night. It seems odd to me that the kids in school today do not understand our history. There are some who do not see why we are at war. That thinking just plain baffles me. I hope to get to the 6/1 clinic. I must say that these are trying times to be a coach. Arnold Wardwell, Umatilla, Oregon What we are seeing in the classroom is the result of years and years of brainwashing by half-educated teachers who were themselves brainwashed by liberal college instructors. It is the old "No war is justified" crap of the Vietnam peace protesters. *********** Coach Wyatt: I want to thank you for the Baltimore clinic last Saturday. The Archbishop Curley staff, athletes, and Booster Club were wonderful hosts. It was very kind of the Booster Club to provide lunch, and for so many players to spend so much time with us on a holiday weekend. On tape, it can be difficult to see exactly how things happen. The athletes helped me better visualize how to run many of these plays. I especially liked the Wedge Reverse and, I guess you'd call it, Triple C 77. The ways some people try to stop this offense are interesting. My league, the CCFL, has a website, but someone decided to create an alternative site which included a forum. (The official site removed the forum because the level of discussion had dropped so low.) The alternate site includes an area for defense. They post an offensive play, and ask for submissions on how to defend it. The first play included was Tight Rip 88 Super Power. It was clear they aimed it at my team. The accompanying text included words to the effect: "Westminster had a surprising amount of success running this play last season." They've since posted another play, but didn't post a defense to it. Jim Runser, Westminster, Maryland - The current play features a formation similar to one I run as an alternate for 88 Super Power. http://www.leaguelineup.com/miscinfo.asp?menuid=30&cmenuid=30&url=ccflmd
In answering any "what would you do?" problem, I can outline a basic decision chart, but I'm still going to have to apply some heat-of-the-battle judgment before I make the final decision. In the case you describe, you didn't say whether the opponent is already in field goal territory, or whether a field goal beats you or ties it up. If they are already in FG territory and the FG can beat you, you would probably want to take the penalty. (Depending, possibly on their kicker.) Otherwise, with time getting scarce, my thinking would probably be that we can stop them for one play when they need ten yards, but maybe not for two plays, needing 20 yards. But there are so many factors you have to plug in there, such as how the momentum has been going, how good their passer is, etc. It seems to me if they've just been called for holding, they won't be called a second time in a row, which would indicate that they will be able to protect the passer. *********** Coach Wyatt's random tips for the hungry traveler: Bowman Restaurant - Harford Road, Baltimore - good seafood dishes - anything on the menu with Maryland crab is good. I had baked stuffed rockfish (striped bass stuffed with crab imperial). Excellent. Honey Bee Diner - Ritchie Highway, Glen Burnie, Maryland - An old-fashioned railroad-car diner. You know it's got to serve good breakfasts when you walk in the door and notice that the average age of the clientele is about 60 - mostly retired blue-collar-type guys wearing a baseball cap of one sort or another. Otto's - York Road, Horsham, Pennsylvania, about 15 miles north of Philadelphia - German bierstube atmosphere, with an impressive collection of bier steins behind the bar, and a large selection of draft beers. Also German-oriented entrees. I had (and highly recommend) roast pork, with red cabbage and German potato salad. The Smokey Pig - US Route 1, Ashland, Virginia - Hmmm - wonder what to order? A real southern barbecue restaurant, located a little more than halfway between Washington, D.C. and Richmond. I had - and nearly finished - their combination barbecue platter, consisting of beef, pork, chicken, beef ribs and pork ribs - plus hush puppies and two sides. $16.95. My wife tried, and didn't even come close. Biscuitville - several locations around Durham, North Carolina - what a northerner calls a light, fluffy biscuit would be a reject in the South, where they take their biscuits about as seriously as their stock car racing. At Biscuitville, they make their biscuits in front of your eyes, right on the other side of a window you pass as you wait to place your order, and as fast as they come out of the oven they're transported to the table where workers stay busy fixing ham biscuits, ham & egg biscuits, sausage biscuits, sausage & egg biscuits - you get the idea. And, since it is the South, you may want to order a side of grits, and in the tradition of the old South, you'll want to wash it down with a Co'Cola. (Check that - North Carolina, where Pepsi was born, is still sort of Pepsi country.) *********** With the self-destruction of Nolan Richardson ("wait - I was just kidding when I kept saying I wanted them to buy me out!"), Arkansas just went through one of the nastiest racial incidents I can recall seeing in this modern era of sports, and yet within a couple of weeks, Arkansas had another basketball coach in place. Just like that. And a good one, too. Washington, on the other hand, went through a routine firing-of-a-coach-who-hasn't-done-the-job, but then suffered the embarrassment of having the first three guys designated as their choice - Quinn Snyder of Missouri, Mark Few of Gonzaga and Dan Monson of Minnesota - turn them down. The difference? I can't help thinking that the main reason is that Arkansas' athletic director is Frank Broyles, a former football coach, while Washington's athletic director is Barbara Hedges, a former I-don't-know-what. Coach Broyles, with his extensive knowledge of people around college sports, was able to come up with another good coach - just like that. Ms. Hedges, who knew for most of the season that there was a good chance she'd be needing to find a coach when it was all over, still didn't have one lined up when she passed the black spot to coach Bob Bender. She clearly showed she hadn't been keeping up her contacts when the best she could do was try to round up everybody she knew of with some kind of connection to the Pacific Northwest, before finally offering the job to Lorenzo Romar, a former Husky who's been coaching at St. Louis. Nothing wrong with her choice, but it didn't have to be that tough or that embarrassing. She needed to be out there schmoozing with the old boys. And it wouldn't have hurt to know a thing or two about coaching. Or at least know people who do. So NOW will you feminists admit that the so-called Old-Boy Network has its uses? *********** Sign on a store on North Broad Street, in Philadelphia. "Nails done on premises." I had a hard time picturing a place that has to send them out to be done. ("Your nails should be back Friday, Mrs. Peterson.") *********** And you wonder why they don't support you when you try to enforce the team rules against drinking... a recent survey shows that 52% of the alcohol consumed by underage drinkers - between the ages of 12 and 20 - is furnished either by their own parents or by an acquaintance's parents. For those of you who like irony: I'm willing to bet that many of these parents are the same ones who raise obscene sums of money to pay for unbelievably lavish "drug-and-alcohol-free" graduation parties, with the express intention of locking their kids up someplace and keeping them dry for one night before they go back to their boozing. *********** Was anybody else pissed to read the papers glorifying Indiana basketball's Dane Fife for all the little things he does - illegal - like digging his elbows into opponents' ribs, and tugging on their jerseys? Does he have to be a jerk to go along with being a good player? Why doesn't somebody just pop the guy and be done with it? *********** Dear Coach Wyatt, I'm not sure if you remember me... I had e-mailed you in February about finding a way into coaching football and I used your advice and got busy with the football team at Villanova. I'm actually working on the football team as a coach and also was invited to stay at Villanova over the summer and help out. I just wanted to write back, as you asked, and tell you what ended up happening. I appreciate the help and the response, shows real character and wish you the best with everything you do in the future. Sincerely, Stephen McKnight (Stephen - I guess we can call him "Coach McKnight" now McKnight, is a student at Villanova. He wrote me earlier for some suggestions on how to become a football coach. I told him what I tell anybody - you don't have to have been a player. In fact, as a player, you are exposed to very little of the workings of the game. I also told him this, which I tell everybody in his position - find a good coach nearby and offer to do whatever you can to help - for free. You will get far more in return from helping out and being around a class program than they could ever have afforded to pay you.) *********** I told Greg Stout, of Thompson's Station, Tennessee, that I'd told the guys at the Baltimore clinic what he'd told us all in Atlanta - that it was his fantasy to someday play an entire game and run nothing but wedge! He replied, Running the Wedge the whole game probably won't happen until I move down to coach 5-6 year olds in 2 years. I guess the point I was making at the clinic was I will run it any time any where. That's how much confidence I have in it. It is nice to know I have made an impression on someone. Another coach asked me how many plays I had in my playbook and I told him 30 or so and he told me that I had too many. I the told him that 12 of them were Wedge plays from different formations. We have a saying on the forum. "Wedge or Die."
Rick Rescorla was on the phone at the time to his best friend. "You watching TV?" he asked. "The dumb sons of bitches told me not to evacuate," he said as he watched TV. "They said it's just Building One. I told them I'm getting my people the [expletive] out of here." And so he did, and miraculously - on a day when miracles were few - he directed the evacuation to safety of 2700 of Morgan Stanley's employees. Only six of the company's employees perished. Rick Rescorla was one of them. He is becoming famous, as well he should. NBC's "Dateline" devoted a major portion of the show last Wednesday night to Rick's story. Other than the fact that Jane Pauley kept lobbing "doesn't it just make you want to cry?" type questions at the people she interviewed, obviously pandering to that segment of the female audience that wouldn't sit still for a straight piece about (ugh!) a man's man, it was nicely done. Thanks to Cornwall native (and Double-Wing coach) Mike Kent, I even knew enough about Cornish tradition to recognize "Trelawny", the Cornish National Anthem, being sung in the background. HAVE YOU SIGNED THE PETITION ASKING THAT RICK RESCORLA BE AWARDED THE PRESIDENTIAL MEDAL OF HONOR? DO IT NOW, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO DO IT, TOO! I was #3533. Bill Livingstone, of Troy, Michigan, wrote to tell me he was #4290. Greg Koenig, of Las Animas, Colorado, was #8191 http://www.petitiononline.com/pmfrick/petition.html
Without question the Black Lion Award for our team goes to Tyler Johnston. Tyler is a 115lb 8th grader who played defensive end in our 10-1 defense. He intercepted a swing pass for one of our TD's in yesterdays game. He has played well there all season. On offense Tyler started the season at end (a good blocker and good hands), but because of the many injuries we had he also played at both A and C back. Tyler would have played any position if he was asked and not complain. He definitely would give his all in both practice and games. As an example of his toughness, Tyler was also a VARSITY wrestler last season at 103 lb and placed 5th in the sectional tournament. He managed to do this after breaking his arm at the start of the season. He should do well again this year. Thanks again for all of your help inmaking me a bettwer coach. Don Gordon Frontier Middle School South Deerfield, Massachusetts My Black Lion award winner is our Quarterback B. K. Mignault. The reason Academic performance, football leadership and outstanding performance. He now holds the school record for TD passes and the ECC conference record at 45 for his career. He has helped bring a young team along and has given sound direction and guidance to the Sophomores. We have 20 on the team and only 4 Juniors. Bill Mignault Ledyard High School, Ledyard Connecticut The Black Lion Award Winner for Umatilla High School is Clay Stynchcomb. Clay is a Junior linebacker and guard. He has been a linebacker for us since he was a freshman, but as a freshman played fullback on offense, as a sophomore he played tight end on offense, and as a junior he moved to guard. He made all of these moves on offense with a great attitude and the resolve the be the best he could be at that position. For Clay the team has always come first, and he always just said "I'll play where you think you need me the most. We have a few other players who have made similar sacrifices, so I ask my coaches about all them and then said "Who would you want most beside you in a foxhole?" The resounding choice was Clay. I don't know whether he will stay at guard next year or not, but I do know we can count on him to be the best he can be whereever we play him on offense. We are very proud to choose Clay Stynchcomb as our Black Lion recipient. Ron Timson, Umatilla, Florida Coach Wyatt I have a great player I would like to give this award to. This Boy gave his all to the team. Played 4 different position through out the season to the best of his ability. He would do everything we ask as coaches . He just loved to be out there playing football. As a coach I loved working with this boy he listen and learned. He was a first year player that played like he had played for years. This young man's name is Kelton DeLore. A wonderful young man to be around. What a wonderful Season. Coach Sham Thompson Atascadero California
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MORE ABOUT DON HOLLEDER AND THE TYPE OF MAN HE WAS "Major Holleder overflew the area (under attack) and saw a whole lot of Viet Cong and many American soldiers, most wounded, trying to make their way our of the ambush area. He landed and headed straight into the jungle, gathering a few soldiers to help him go get the wounded. A sniper's shot killed him before he could get very far. He was a risk-taker who put the common good ahead of himself, whether it was giving up a position in which he had excelled or putting himself in harm's way in an attempt to save the lives of his men. My contact with Major Holleder was very brief and occured just before he was killed, but I have never forgotten him and the sacrifice he made. On a day when acts of heroism were the rule, rather than the exception, his stood out." Dave Berry By the way... to make sure the record is correct... There is no "n" in "Holleder." The correct pronunciation is NOT "Hollander" - there is no "N". It was common, when Don Holleder was playing, for announcers to mispronounce his name "Hollander," and evidently it was a sore spot with his former wife, since remarried who, when I spoke with her, evidently thought I'd said "Hollander," and was quick to correct me!
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*********** Hugh: I meant to ask you about this during a break at the clinic. Many times on your site you mention "jamborees" and I know the High Schools in Illinois don't do these....probably because of IHSA regs, but what exactly goes on at these?? We are looking to do something like this with four towns but are unsure of the structure and how they are run?? Any info would be appreciated. Thanks, Bill Lawlor, Hanover Park, Illinois Coach - In Washington state, at least, a jamboree consists of more than two teams (otherwise it would be a scrimmage - Illinois doesn't permit that, either). Washington doesn't permit pre-season scrimmages, either, and only after years and years of whining did we finally get the concept of the jamboree approved. The amount of play in our jamborees is strictly limited. I suspect that the jamboree structure, with more than two teams on hand, is designed to prevent a couple of schools from getting together and scrimmaging for three or four hours. I guess the idea is that it's harder for three or four teams to play fast and loose with the rules and keep it a secret than for two teams whose coaches might be good buddies. In any event, our format is for each team to play the rough equivalent of a half of football total, one quarter each against two other teams. If there are three teams at the jamboree, it is done as a very simple round-robin. If there are four teams, each team plays only two other teams. It isn't done on a timed-period basis, though - instead, each team gets a set number of plays. I have been in jamborees where we ran as few as 10 plays (10 offense and 10 defense) against each team, which is barely worth the trouble, and others where we ran as many as 15 each (15 offense and 15 defense), which is a little more reasonable. You still don't always get to see all your kids and you have to be very selective as to what plays you want to run. There is no kicking. Teams start on the opponent's 40 and go in, making it possible if there are time constraints to run JVs at one end and varsity at the other. You drive until you score or you're stopped on downs, and then the ball's brought back to the 40. It is a full-dress sort of thing, and except for the absence of kicking, it is as close to game conditions as possible. Most people around here do it with three teams, some with four. They charge admission, so they rotate home fields from year to year. It's a decent way to prepare for the season. It's not as good as a full-out scrimmage, but compared with the days when we couldn't scrimmage at all, it is a lot better. *********** The people who brainwash our kids and turn them into mindless "liberals" are hard at work trying to come up with "Inclusive" textbooks. Talk about a manhunt - sorry, personhunt - the search is on to find all those women and minorities down through history whose manuscripts were rejected in favor of those submitted by such dead white males as William Shakespeare, Mark Twain and Charles Dickens. I recently read an article in which the boundaries of the search seemed to have expanded beyond the limits of idiocy, when a high school kid, complaining about a history text, said, "I don't see any teenagers in there." I wasn't there when he said it, so I wasn't able to tell him, "Dude, that's because for most of history, there weren't any f---ing teenagers." For most of our history, when most Americans were farmers, children were seen as mouths to feed, and boys and girls were expected to move out and fend for themselves once they were of child-bearing age. (Can you imagine able-bodied kids out on the frontier, "hanging out?" Skateboarding? Chatting on their cell phones? Worrying about what they were going to wear to school?) Our nation's history is rife with stories of the young girls in New England working in the textile mills, the "breaker boys" of the Pennsylvania coal mines, little 12-year-olds who picked chunks of rock and slate from the coal as it passed underneath them on conveyors. Large numbers of "teenagers" fought in the Civil War. Except they weren't called "teenagers." God knows large numbers of slaves never knew they were "teenagers." The idea of "teenagers" is a relatively recent concept - one of the more unfortunate spinoffs of our post-World War II prosperity, when people who had grown up in the poverty of the Depression and lived through the shortages of wartime emerged with the misguided notion that their aim as American parents should be to give their children "all the things that we never had." Anyone my age or older probably has at least one parent who did not graduate from high school. My father certainly didn't know what a "teenager" was when he dropped out of high school to get a job and help support his family. College? That was for the idle. Most young men were under pressure from their families to leave school and go to work. I suspect the 17-, 18- and 19-year olds who went to War in the 1940s never heard the word either. Maybe a good history lesson for today's teenagers would be to issue them textbooks and then discuss why "there aren't any teenagers in there." *********** People have asked me what is so special about Coach John Gagliardi. Coach Gagliardi (pronounced "guh-LARD-ee"), the head guy at Division III St. John's College in Minnesota, is the winningest college coach in history. To say the least, he is unconventional:
As many of you know, I am a great believer in teaching blocking and tackling using hand shields. Unfortunately, the standard-size shield can sometimes make it impossible for a little guy to wrap his arms around it and "grab cloth," much less lock his arms. (Those of you who have my "Safer and Surer Tackling" tape will understand what I am saying. As a result of a recent inquiry from a coach, I have been in touch with a manufacturer who tells me that if there is sufficient interest, he would be able to produce a "youth" pad about 15-20 per cent smaller in all dimensions: approximately 20 x 16 x 3, with two handles same as the adult size. A company in the Northwest has produced a sample "fight shield" for me to take around to clinics. Its price is $40 each when you buy from 1-4; $35 each if you buy 5 or more. The young fellow demonstrating the shield is Coach Dwayne Pierce's son, Xavier. He has told his friends that a "famous coach" took his picture and is going to put him on his web site.
*********** Several teenage boys in the Salem, Oregon area, were involved in some sort of sexual incident with a 15-year-old girl. It could have been messing around, or it could have been a brutal gang rape - the newspapers, for reasons unclear to me, never come right out and say what happened, lumping all sorts of offense together as "sexual assault." Nevertheless, it couldn't have been the Big R, because they only got 90 days apiece. But get this - they will be branded as sex offenders. And branded I do mean - they are juveniles, which means that if they had committed armed robbery - even shot the person they robbed - their records would be sealed. But they will be known as sex offenders, and must register as such wherever they go, for the rest of their freaking lives. Now, this pisses me off, because when people hear that a "registered sex offender" has moved into their neighborhood, God forbid, they start to worry about their little kids. My image is of some guy who is going to flash at little girls, or lure little boys into his car. Not to excuse in any way what those boys did, because if that girl had been one of my daughters, I'd have got out the shotgun, but somehow, I feel their sentencing softens the definition of what a sexual offender is. Frankly, unless such acts were to become part of a behavior pattern, I don't think that these young men are what most of us would consider to be sexual offenders. You want a sexual offender, look no further than the Portland Trail Blazers' Ruben Patterson, a man in his 20's who could afford to hire prostitutes by the dozen, but chose instead (he didn't plead guilty but took advantage of a special type of plea in which he gets off by admitting that there probably was enough evidence to convict him) to force his children's nanny to perform an unwanted act on him. (Think Monica Lewinsky.) *********** I happened to mention (to our local high school coach) that with the team speed and marginal size on the line we have , the double wing sure would be a good offensive system to look at. He proceeded to explain to me that the Power I or pro spread type offense was much better suited for our kids versus some voodoo offense like the double wing. My parting statement was that I guess he could continue to try to run a college or pro offense if he really wanted to. I guess since I try to be a youth coach, I really don't know a lot. You have no chance of convincing him to look at the Double-Wing because (1) you are "just a youth coach," (2) when coaches make a change, they want everybody to think that it was their idea to do so - that's typical of most of us (3) I'm sure that he has been wildly successful doing things his way, and (4) he obviously has so much in-depth knowledge of the Double-Wing that he recognizes it for the "voodoo offense" that it is. HW ************ Don't know if you've read anything by popular historian Stephen Ambrose. I have read and enjoyed his "Undaunted Courage," about the Lewis and Clark expedition. But man, it sure was beginning to seem as if the guy was churning out the books, one right after the other. I mean, this is not the way you do history. That means research. And research takes time. Well, in addition to the fact that he employs a large staff of researchers - including several members of his family - which certainly isn't what one would normally call the scholarly way of doing things, it turns out that some of the stuff that Mr. Ambrose has passed off as his own was actually written by someone else. That's called plagiarism, and although school kids often resort to it as an accepted, everyday practice, it is still looked on by other scholars the way Southern Baptists look on devil worship. So noted Christian commentator Charles Colson took Mr. Ambrose to the woodshed in an article in a recent issue Christianity Today. Except, uh, Mr. Colson didn't exactly write the critical article himself - an assistant wrote it for him. (Mr. Colson says he was working from an "outline" provided him by Mr. Colson.)
Otherwise it's pretty much the same - the players would drive across a narrow bridge, down the hill and across a set of railroad tracks, park their cars and change into their uniforms. That's the Potomac River in the background, and West Virginia's on the other side. On the right is the US Route 11 bridge. On a hot, muggy summer evening the mosquitoes could be unbearable, and the smell from the nearby tannery could be pretty rough, but for all that, we were thankful to the Williamsport city fathers for permitting us to practice here at all, because nobody else wanted us. Showers? Sorry. After practice, some of the guys did dare to jump into the Potomac to cool off. Considering the looks and smell of the Potomac at that time, few people joined them. *********** Just in case they wondered why they fight... NFL Commissioner Paul Tagliabue, in Germany on league business, took a little time off to address some soldiers about to be shipped off to Afghanistan. *********** You may remember my suggesting that Mr. Tagliabue might have been a bit premature in announcing the NFL's wonderful new plan to rearrange the schedule if necessary to get better game on ABC Monday Night Football toward the end of the season. It did seem a bit presumptuous of him to announce the plan before even consulting with Fox and CBS, since they would have been expected to pry loose an attractive Sunday game or two from their schedules, in order to help out a brother network. Sure, and if the Packers have the bye this week, they'll be happy to lend Brett Favre to the Bears. *********** California may yet get out of the fiscal jam that has resulted in overcrowded schools and underpaid teachers. A state legislator has proposed a tax on soft drinks, similar to those on alcohol and tobacco. It may seem strange, but recent studies revealing the problem of obesity in our youngsters give him some ammunition. The potential is enormous. Those of you who teach in high schools that depend for their mad money on the profits from pop machines have seen (1) how much disposable income high schools kids have, and (2) how much of it they spend on soft drinks. *********** Begging your pardon, Mr. bin Laden - is it too late to cancel my suicide flight? A scholar has reported that the story going around about the 72 virgins waiting in heaven for each Islamic martyr is actually a misinterpretation. It should read, he says, "72 white raisins." *********** More than 50 per cent of people polled in the Twin Cities approve of the idea of charging a fee to use HOV lanes, no matter how many people are in the car. I am waiting to hear liberals calling for a program of federal grants so that the poor won't have to be stuck in the slow-moving lanes. *********** Maybe Chris Weber took money, and maybe he didn't. But if he did, and if Michigan winds up forfeiting all 56 games he played in, taking down Final Four banners and returning its NCAA prize money, it will be a shame for Michigan. But it couldn't happen to a nicer guy. What a jerk. It was a few years ago, on ESPN, I believe, and it was something they'd hyped as a panel discussion on "Race and Sport." I distinctly remember Mr. Weber, whose intellectual credentials include costing Michigan a national title because he called for a timeout that Michigan didn't have, accusingly wagging a big finger in the face of Gene Stallings, former Alabama coach. Trying to portray Coach Stallings as a modern-day slavemaster, Weber said something like - these were not his exact words -"you come into the ghetto and get people like me and use us." Apart from the sheer rudeness of the guy, I wanted to say, "Yeah, ghetto. Yeah, Mr. Detroit Country Day School graduate. You would know whole lot about the ghetto. Your mom and dad worked their asses off to keep you out of there." *********** "I read your news about the coach at Ridgefield, It bothers me a whole lot because it shows that loyalty means nothing. I am going through that here not with the head coach but with the admin/and Ad. You see I was promised a split schedule when I came to ----- and after 2 years here they gave me 2 pe and 3 English instead of all English which I have done almost my whole 19 year career. Well now since we /the school districts have a budget problem They told me I am going back to all English next year because they need to give the PE to the ------- coach who is in his first year in this district. I have been in this district 9 years. You know Hugh I think back through my life and I know I am only 42 but I have always been a loyal person to who ever I worked for and I have always gotten screwed. The only time loyalty has paid off was when I played this great game and with my Wife and children. Yet we as coaches/teachers/parents preach loyalty and these types of things happen. I know I vented here, but what happened to your friend is wrong, just like what is done to others. It is not loyalty anymore- it is what have you done for me lately, along with covering-your-ass administrators who are total spineless worms!!!!!!" NAME WITHHELD *********** Very sorry to hear about Coach Osmondson being "non renewed." Some people in administration must have very short memories. We have watched the Dynamics tape several times, and Ridgefield looks very impressive. It's amazing how much better a coach is when he has very good talent. Mick Yanke - Dassel-Cokato, Minnesota *********** Looking to pick up a Ravens' shirt as a souvenir for a grandson, I stopped in a Baltimore store and was directed to the clearance rack. Hanging there were several #18 jerseys, with "GRBAC" on the back. Elvis Grbac is no longer a Raven, no longer the guy who was expected to give them a little offense to go with the NFL's best defense, and the shirts, marked down to half-price, are still not moving. The saleslady, who obviously knows a little football, told me, "About all they're good for is barbecue starters." *********** Rick Rescorla, a Cornishman (from Cornwall, England) who fought bravely for us in Vietnam and became an American citizen, was Vice President for Corporate Security for Morgan Stanley Dean Witter, whose corporate offices were in the south tower of the World Trade Center. When the first plane hit the north tower, official voices came over the loudspeaker system in his building telling people to stay put - don't leave the building - the area is secure, blah, blah, blah. Rick Rescorla was on the phone at the time to his best friend. "You watching TV?" he asked. "The dumb sons of bitches told me not to evacuate," he said as he watched TV. "They said it's just Building One. I told them I'm getting my people the [expletive] out of here." And so he did, and miraculously - on a day when miracles were few - he directed the evacuation to safety of 2700 of Morgan Stanley's employees. Only six of the company's employees perished. Rick Rescorla was one of them. He is becoming famous, as well he should. NBC's "Dateline" devoted a major portion of the show last Wednesday night to Rick's story. Other than the fact that Jane Pauley kept lobbing "doesn't it just make you want to cry?" type questions at the people she interviewed, obviously pandering to that segment of the female audience that wouldn't sit still for a straight piece about (ugh!) a man's man, it was nicely done. Thanks to Cornwall native (and Double-Wing coach) Mike Kent, I even knew enough about Cornish tradition to recognize "Trelawny", the Cornish National Anthem, being sung in the background. HAVE YOU SIGNED THE PETITION ASKING THAT RICK RESCORLA BE AWARDED THE PRESIDENTIAL MEDAL OF HONOR? DO IT NOW, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO DO IT, TOO! I was #3533. Bill Livingstone, of Troy, Michigan, wrote to tell me he was #4290. Greg Koenig, of Las Animas, Colorado, was #8191 http://www.petitiononline.com/pmfrick/petition.html
Coach: Southern Garrett High School. Coach Jay Stewart. Our Black Lion award winner is Jay Tressler 11th grade, 5'9'' 180lbs. When we have a problem at a position, Jay is the player that we rely on to do the job. This season he has played: fullback, tailback, wing, inside linebacker, outside linebacker, corner, defensive tackle, defensive end and is our emergency quaterback and emergency punter. I have yet to hear him say a negative word. When I ask him a question, or give him a direction the response is always yes sir or no sir. Jay plays the game between his ears, he has outsmarted outlasted and outplayed numerous 250lb+ offensive linemen. Jay knows the difference between being hurt(bruise, strain, etc) and being injured. His goal is to win each game, he does not care what his role is, as long as he is helping the team. He is a major reason we were able to turn our season around and be in playoff contention after starting 1 and 4. Please send the certificate to: Lt. Joe Shaffer Oakland, Maryland After much thought I've decided to award the Black Lion to my son, Glade Hall III. He's worked very hard on and off the field as a leader and team player. Even before our season he helped prepare equipment so other boys would have nice gear. He's played at every position in the back field plus on the line when others were down. He's put others ahead of himself for the benefit of the team. He's not asked to come out when he's been banged up. He play's both sides of the ball. He's had to stick around waiting for me after games and practice while I met with parents to fix other kids problems. I'm choosing him not only for this year, but for the past four years of dedication to the game of football and team mates. Glade Hall Seattle Washington Coach Wyatt- I nominate Christopher Bridges of the Haltom City Redskins for the Black Lion award. In the spirit of Major Hollender, Christopher willingly changed positions on the offensive line and the defensive line whenever we needed help at a particular position. Christopher weighs 86 pounds. Nevertheless, he routinely took on opponents weighing 120-150 pounds, and sometimes he took on opponents who were even heavier than that. He never backed down, he never complained, he never wavered. He wanted to play football, and to help his team and his teammates. It has been an honor to be associated with a young man such as Christopher Bridges. Sincerely, Greg Cotharn Ft. Worth, Texas (BE SURE TO E-MAIL ME - coachwyatt@aol.com - AND ENROLL (OR RE-ENROLL) YOUR TEAM FOR 2002! (FOR MORE INFO)
MORE ABOUT DON HOLLEDER AND THE TYPE OF MAN HE WAS "Major Holleder overflew the area (under attack) and saw a whole lot of Viet Cong and many American soldiers, most wounded, trying to make their way our of the ambush area. He landed and headed straight into the jungle, gathering a few soldiers to help him go get the wounded. A sniper's shot killed him before he could get very far. He was a risk-taker who put the common good ahead of himself, whether it was giving up a position in which he had excelled or putting himself in harm's way in an attempt to save the lives of his men. My contact with Major Holleder was very brief and occured just before he was killed, but I have never forgotten him and the sacrifice he made. On a day when acts of heroism were the rule, rather than the exception, his stood out." Dave Berry By the way... to make sure the record is correct... There is no "n" in "Holleder." The correct pronunciation is NOT "Hollander" - there is no "N". It was common, when Don Holleder was playing, for announcers to mispronounce his name "Hollander," and evidently it was a sore spot with his former wife, since remarried who, when I spoke with her, evidently thought I'd said "Hollander," and was quick to correct me!
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*********** From Maryland (home of the Terps): The Baltimore clinic was one of my most enjoyable yet. The host staff at Archbishop Curley High couldn't have been more hospitable, the clinic was well-attended, I saw some coaching friends I hadn't seen in a couple of years, and my wife and I had a chance afterward to roam Baltimore, a city where we lived for five years shortly after I got out of college, and where three of our kids were born. After living in Baltimore, we moved west to Frederick, Maryland where we lived for three years, and then farther west to Hagerstown, where we made our home for six years; but we loved the people of Baltimore, we loved the food, and we loved the sports scene. Otherwise, to be honest, I never considered Baltimore to be the neatest of cities. It was a busy, bustling, hard-nosed industrial city, with nothing much to offer a visitor. Wow. That is hardly the case now. God knows who had the foresight to realize that Baltimore's dingy, grimy waterfront could be turned into a world-class tourist attraction, but, man - Baltimore is not the city I remember. The "Inner Harbor," an arm of the Patapsco River that extends into the heart of downtown, was once ringed with highways, parking lots, wharves and warehouses. It was mere blocks from the city's commercial core, but except when driving past, no one in his right mind went near it. Now, it is surrounded by restaurants, pubs and museums, as well as hotels that cater to people who enjoy those things. A mile or so to the east, still on the waterfront, is Fell's Point, once a decidedly lower-middle-class neighborhood whose people worked the docks and the nearby factories. Its residents were fiercely loyal to their neighborhood, but most Baltimoreans who lived elsewhere - not to mention outsiders - had no reason to go near Fell's Point. Now, 35 years later, Fell's Point would be the envy of a Boston, a Providence or a Philadelphia - the narrow, cobblestone streets have stood the test of time, and now they are quaint and priceless reminders of an earlier time; the sturdy brick rowhouses, built to last, are now trendy "townhouses," beautifully restored. The streets are lined with some interesting stores and very enticing taverns and restaurants. Everywhere, there are interesting streets, footbridges across waterways, and waterfront promenades for people who just want to walk. It is so cool. I could go on, but it's enough to say that my wife and I kept shaking our heads and saying to each other, "I can't believe this is Baltimore." And within a walk or a short cab ride of the Inner Harbor and Fell's Point are the homes of the baseball Orioles and football Ravens. Both are located adjacent to Interstate highways, and to light-rail service from Baltimore-Washington International Airport, just a 20-minute ride away. I know that the two stadia have cost the taxpayers of Maryland a lot of money - and will continue to do so - but I can't help thinking that in this case, in the way they add to the overall sense that Baltimore is a place where things are happening downtown, they may have been worth it. The Ravens' Stadium, whose naming rights were sold to a now-bankrupt company called PSI.net, is now in need of a new name. All sorts of suggestions are pouring in to the Baltimore Sun, and I would imagine the Ravens are getting their share. Some are suggesting "Ravens Field." Someone even proposed it be renamed "John Constantine Unitas Stadium." The common theme seems to be opposition to allowing Ravens' owner Art Modell to further enrich himself by selling the naming rights once again. Personally, my vote goes to Memorial Stadium. That was the name of the one it replaced, the big old place on 33rd Street without which Baltimore never would have attracted the Orioles and the Colts in the first place. We drove by on Sunday, and it is gone. There is nothing left. Lord, the people we saw play there. The place where John Unitas and Gino Marchetti and Arthur Donovan and Big Daddy Lipscomb and Lenny Moore and Boog and Frank and Brooks once played is now a barren lot. Memorial Stadium was named in honor of and dedicated to the Marylanders who fought for our country. On its giant facade an inscription read, "Time will not dim the glory of their deeds." Maybe time can't do it, but unless something is done, the guys with the wrecking ball have been doing their best. The people of Baltimore should suck it up and do without the corporate fees for the naming rights, and name that big, beautiful place where the Ravens play Memorial Stadium.
Welcome from Atlanta! Cutting right to it, I called him right away. I have liked Kevin Latham from the time I first met him at my Atlanta clinic last year, and we have corresponded regularly. I have continued to be impressed with him as the kind of young man we need to keep bringing into coaching. He is bright and eager. At this year's clinic, he introduced me to his son and his brother, Jeff, whom he credits with saving his life. He is a big Tennessee guy who is rarely without his orange Vols' baseball cap. He is a UT grad, and so is his dad, who - talk about pioneering - was admitted in 1961 as part of the first group of black students to be admitted to Tennessee as undergraduates. Here's the real kicker - Coach Latham is 36 years old. He looks trim and fit, and by most standards, he is. But appearances can be deceiving. He said that the cardiologists who have treated him told him that his family history of heart problems put him at greater risk than if he'd been a heavy smoker. Kevin has received his warning signal - his dad, who has had heart problems of his own, has given him a book entitled "A Heart Attack Can Save Your Life" - and he asked me to stress the importance of getting a checkup to everyone I speak or write to. Coach Latham, who teaches and coaches at Freedom Middle School, in Stone Mountain Georgia, is doing better and if things continue to go as they have been going, he could be back at school in three weeks or so. He still hopes to be able to squeeze in a little spring practice toward the end of the school year.
*********** When we go "uptight" and move a wingback onto the line of scrimmage, referees have told us that we have "too many men" on the line of scrimmage. What is the rule? You may have as many men as you wish on the line of scrimmage; what the rules specify is that you must have at least seven. (Of course, you are limited to the extent that you will have to leave someone on the backfield to snap the ball to.) Of those seven men or more, at least five must have ineligible numbers. And no matter what numbers the others may have, the only eligible receivers on the line are the men on both ends - provided they are wearing eligible numbers. Although the determination of whether a man is on or off the line is a matter of whether his head or foot "is" or "isn't" - whether or not any part of his body breaks "the plane of an imaginary line drawn parallel to the line of scrimmage through the waist of the nearest teammate who is legally on the line, except for the player under the snapper (the QB) who is considered a back" - officials will often want to be sure a man is clearly on the line or in the backfield. That is not a problem if the back assumes a three-point stance when he lines up on the line. It is mostly a problem when a wingback doesn't line up deep enough in the backfield.
*********** A California high school baseball player, removed from the team earlier this month because he missed practice to work at a polling place in order to earn credit for his U.S. government class. will not be allowed back on the team, the school's athletic council decided. The player said he told the coach the day before the elections that he would miss the practice, but the coach informed him that that was not a valid excuse. The player missed practice anyhow, and when the player showed up the day after the elections, he was called into the coach's office, where he says he was told he was no longer a member of the team, and ordered to take off his uniform at once. The kid said he did so, and left the coach's office in his underwear. IN HIS UNDERWEAR! RIGHT THERE IN THE LOCKER ROOM, IN FRONT OF HIS (FORMER) TEAMMATES. HOW HUMILIATING! Can't you just hear the mothers wailing at the thought? (Of course, they're the same mothers who let their sons go off to school every day with four inches of boxer shorts showing above the tops of their sagging trousers.) The player told the LA Times that the coach had never made it clear that missing practice would result in his being thrown off the team. (Life tends to be full of little surprises for kids like that.) Remember my writing about famed Texas coach Ray Knoblauch a few weeks ago? Somehow, I don't think hat kid would have tried to skip out on one of Ray Knoblauch's practices. *********** How'd you like to be this guy's coach? "He's going to have to earn his coaching ring to try to find my minutes and how to minimize my minutes and keep me in the focus of what's happening with this team." So said Michael Jordan. *********** Maureen Dowd writes in the New York Times that something strange is going on out there. While girls begin working on affecting an "attitude" (ever seen the looks one of them can give you?) when they are still in grade school, while many of the girls who run the high school social scene are becoming nastier (some men would use the "b" word there), few strong, aggressive women seem to be making it to the top of the professional world. In an article in The Washington Post, Laura Sessions Stepp wrote of three groups of high school girls: the alphas, the social stars who "define teen life and determine who will be excluded"; the betas, who stress about not being part of the in crowd; and the gammas, "student council president types" who couldn't care less about the social whirl, and focus more on accomplishment than appearances. (I assume that in the gamma group she includes most dedicated female athletes, who in my observation have little knowledge or concern about what's going on with the MTV types in the alpha group.) "But here is what puzzles me," Ms. Dowd asks. "If schools are overrun with alpha girls, why isn't America run by alpha women?" (She points out that the most powerful woman in the Bush administration, Condoleezza Rice, would be considered a gamma.) Actually, I think Ms. Dowd will find her answer in the description of the three groups - those girls who are doing whatever it takes to dominate the social scene in high school are going 100 miles an hour down a side track, while their less socially-active but more diligent sisters are following the time-honored method of getting ahead. Of course, she hints, there could be something else at work here. I believe she thinks she's on the scent of (drum roll please)... sexist males. Is it possible, she asks, that alpha men "don't want women to challenge them, question them or, heaven forbid, outmaneuver them?" Might men actually prefer "the less competitive and more appreciative company of beta, gamma and va- voom girls?" Well, duh. *********** It's about time we had some good news from the War on Poverty. The out-of-wedlock birth rate, we are told, has "stabilized" - in other words, it isn't getting any worse. Whew! For a minute there, they had me worried. Thank goodness it's "stabilized" at only 33 per cent of all births. In all seriousness, that's a frightening prospect - an awful lot of those kids are going to be raised without a responsible father. President Bush, as part of his plan for dealing with the welfare problem in America, proposes to strengthen marriages and families. "Across America, no doubt about it, single mothers do heroic work," the President said. "They have the toughest job in our country." But he added, "In many cases, their lives and their children's lives would be better if their fathers had lived up to their responsibilities." The President's critics say that is an inappropriate role for the government. Interesting. These are many of the same people who otherwise see a role for government in aspects of our lives most of us once never dreamed of. They think it is perfectly all right for the government to continue to make welfare payments to unmarried women who continue to crank out children of uncertain paternity, and then to soak the taxpayers for the costs of raising those children to a not-always-productive adulthood, through day care, medical care, special services, school lunch and, quite likely, illegitimate children of their own and, in many cases, crime, prosecution and incarceration. No, the latter outcomes are not certainties, but the odds of their happening are a lot greater when there is no father in a kid's life. *********** Scott Barnes in Rockwall, Texas wrote to tell me he'd bought the transcript of Dan Rather's recent TV interview of General Harold Moore (played by Mel Gibson in "We Were Soldiers"). This one little exchange tells you a lot about the sort of men who fought for us in Vietnam: Gen. Moore: "I lost 79 men killed, 129 wounded, none missing." Damn shame these guys are now a little old to be playing the soldiers they once were ("and young"), because despite the good job I think Mr. Gibson did, it sure sounds a lot more convincing coming from people who aren't reading from a script. Also a damn shame America's view of those men was so slanted by the liberal left that America didn't fully appreciate them at the time. *********** Some 30 years ago Oregon, like so many other states, decided that as long as people felt a need to brag and flaunt and tell the world about themselves on the fronts of their tee-shirts, it might as well cash in by selling them "vanity plates" for their cars. And then the Law of Unintended Consequences set in. See, along with vanity has come incivility and downright boorishness, and so the state has had to employ a committee to approve (some might say "censor") each new plate that's submitted. If you wanted a really effective committee, I would imagine you'd want a few professional football coaches and old-time sailors and teamsters on there, as well as a few Deadheads. I can just see me on the committee, sending the little old retired librarian home from every meeting with a new vocabulary list to study. There isn't much the committee hasn't seen, and it keeps at the ready a catalog of 1,000 or so names it's already rejected. Forget George Carlin's Big Seven. Not a chance. People are a lot more clever than that. "NOOKIE" is on the list. So are terms from jolly old England, not so common here: 'SHAGGN" and "WANKER." Drug and alcohol references are out, too, when they can be caught. That includes "TRIPPN," "DEWBIE" and "JUICED." A retired wine merchant who had "VINO" rejected is now suing the state, claiming his constitutional right to freedom of speech was violated. The state said that references to alcohol would "send the wrong message." (This is the same state that profits from state-run liquor stores.) He had to settle instead for "ZIN" (the folks on the committee evidently not being sophisticated enough to know that that was short for Zinfandel.) Firearms fanciers? 'BAZUKA," "PACKIN" and "SNIPER" are in the forbidden catalogue. So is the oh-so-clever "4GOT2P." No one will ever accuse Oregon of being politically-incorrect, so forget about applying for "WMN HTR." And, of course, "PRAY" doesn't have a prayer in Oregon, because it violates the state's prohibition against "religious messages." Presumably, "PLAY" would have been okay, so long as it referred to spending money on the state lottery. Interestingly, the committee once approved "69" for the owner of a 1969 Ford. However, when the guy sold the car and tried putting the plate on a 1976 Ford, the state revoked it. *********** Rick Rescorla, a Cornishman (from Cornwall, England) who fought bravely for us in Vietnam and became an American citizen, was Vice President for Corporate Security for Morgan Stanley Dean Witter, whose corporate offices were in the south tower of the World Trade Center. When the first plane hit the north tower, official voices came over the loudspeaker system in his building telling people to stay put - don't leave the building - the area is secure, blah, blah, blah. Rick Rescorla was on the phone at the time to his best friend. "You watching TV?" he asked. "The dumb sons of bitches told me not to evacuate," he said as he watched TV. "They said it's just Building One. I told them I'm getting my people the [expletive] out of here." And so he did, and miraculously - on a day when miracles were few - he directed the evacuation to safety of 2700 of Morgan Stanley's employees. Only six of the company's employees perished. Rick Rescorla was one of them. He is becoming famous, as well he should. NBC's "Dateline" devoted a major portion of the show last Wednesday night to Rick's story. Other than the fact that Jane Pauley kept lobbing "doesn't it just make you want to cry?" type questions at the people she interviewed, obviously pandering to that segment of the female audience that wouldn't sit still for a straight piece about (ugh!) a man's man, it was nicely done. Thanks to Cornwall native (and Double-Wing coach) Mike Kent, I even knew enough about Cornish tradition to recognize "Trelawny", the Cornish National Anthem, being sung in the background. HAVE YOU SIGNED THE PETITION ASKING THAT RICK RESCORLA BE AWARDED THE PRESIDENTIAL MEDAL OF HONOR? DO IT NOW, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO DO IT, TOO! I was #3533. Bill Livingstone, of Troy, Michigan, wrote to tell me he was #4290. Greg Koenig, of Las Animas, Colorado, was #8191 http://www.petitiononline.com/pmfrick/petition.html
I would like my Black Lion Award winner to be Marcus Spencer. He is a very deserving athlete of mine. He has a learning disability and still maintains a 2.7 gpa, is a captain, second leading rusher, 3rd leading tackler. Marcus comes from a very poor family, and through his learning disability he has maintained a 2.7 gpa. He is our A back and was expected to be one of two seniors returning that would lead the team in rushing, he has turned himself into an great blocker, which has turned us into a left handed team, with our c back rushing for over 1,000 yards, (227 on 20 carries last night). Marcus has also made the move from safety to outside linebacker, when we had a couple players quit and another out with injury. A captain, he is the most respectful player I have had the pleasure to coach. Most of Marcus' attributes come from the fact that he has a very tough grandmother who raises him. If there was ever a player that deserved the recognition of being the person I would trust inherently but does not necessarily get the recognition on the field, it would be Marcus Spencer. How are things coach? All is well here Chris Davidson, Columbia High School, Columbia, North Carolina We are Cave Spring Stampede.Winner of this years first annual Black lion award is,JOHN MICHAEL PHILLIPS.John Michael is a leader in this fashion.He is a backup defensive player.He plays alot of times Middle linebacker or defensive line.He is the genuine"Rudy" of our team.This boy plays on the scout offense ready to run against the first defense.Takes tremendous amount of punishment in order to keep pushing his team to get better.Plays scout defense against first team offense and again is the one always giving 110% in order to make his team better.The word I is never used by this young man.When called upon is always ,"Yes Sir".No matter what it is.As long as it helps the team he does it at 110%.This player has been doing this consistently from first day of practice to the last day of practice.From first scrimmage to the last game.His thinking of team first is what makes him the leader that he is.We are proud to present him with the first annual Black Lion Award..Greetings and appreciation for all you do for football,Coach Armando Castro, Roanoke, Virginia My Black Lion Award is going to Michael 'Cam' Rand. Cam is one of those special players that you hope to have every year on your team. He was recently featured on a local television station as their varsity club recipent. He is not the best athlete in our senior class but he is, without a question, the best person in that senior class. He is a leader but he does it by example. Some words that I use to describe him are Honest, Respectful, a Hard Worker and a person full of integrity. Cam is going to continue his education and playing career next year at Colby College and I look forward to seeing him drop by from time to time. Thanks Hugh, Dave Kilborn, Gorham, Maine
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MORE ABOUT DON HOLLEDER AND THE TYPE OF MAN HE WAS "Major Holleder overflew the area (under attack) and saw a whole lot of Viet Cong and many American soldiers, most wounded, trying to make their way our of the ambush area. He landed and headed straight into the jungle, gathering a few soldiers to help him go get the wounded. A sniper's shot killed him before he could get very far. He was a risk-taker who put the common good ahead of himself, whether it was giving up a position in which he had excelled or putting himself in harm's way in an attempt to save the lives of his men. My contact with Major Holleder was very brief and occured just before he was killed, but I have never forgotten him and the sacrifice he made. On a day when acts of heroism were the rule, rather than the exception, his stood out." Dave Berry By the way... to make sure the record is correct... There is no "n" in "Holleder." The correct pronunciation is NOT "Hollander" - there is no "N". It was common, when Don Holleder was playing, for announcers to mispronounce his name "Hollander," and evidently it was a sore spot with his former wife, since remarried who, when I spoke with her, evidently thought I'd said "Hollander," and was quick to correct me!
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