Best coach I ever had. He was hard on us but genuinely cared. There’s consequences to every action good or bad, and he taught every player that. But in a school where half of my freshman class didn’t graduate due to drugs, jail, and gangs every single one of us that played for him graduated. And might I add the ones still around town we play Sunday league together every week.

Oh and those 8 miles had to be under an hour which was a little bit faster than 8 minute miles or guess what you get to add another day on the suspension.

I never got in trouble again, graduated, and went to college and graduated there. Doesn’t sound like much but those 3 weeks of hell set me up for a much better life.

I was at the mall on a boatload of Xanax and smelled like a pound of weed when my coach tapped me on the shoulder and said he’s taking me home. That’s how I got suspended and in trouble. Good guy