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by Bill Simon
I remember that one fateful day when coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. 'You don't have to tell me,' I said. 'I'm off the team, aren't I?' 'Well,' said coach, 'you never were really on the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. you show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times.' It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this coach. He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
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January 31st, 2007 at 12:03 am
Just checking by. Thank heavens you’re still there raising hell, Bill.
We’re trying to be like y’all and ban smoking in the restaurants in Tennessee, and in all workplaces here, I hope. TennCare is gonna break us taking care of all these people who have smoked themselves and others into the hospital. Georgians, don’t do anything like TennCare (the state’s expanded version of Medicaid). You’ll regret it.
— Donna Locke
February 10th, 2007 at 3:55 pm
Peach Pundit have bumped me from posting. Can you find out if they bumped PEACH also. She is too quiet.
Thanks.
LBJ
February 11th, 2007 at 10:18 am
I’ll try to find out…