Coach McDonald: You people think you understand me? You people think you know me!? You will never know me...
Player #1: Wait Coach, I think what you mean is...
Coach McDonald: Shut Up!
Coach McDonald: You know nothing of the life i've lived but yet you all sit back and criticize me, you judge me. You speak of me as if you actually know how it feels to walk a mile in my shoes. What gives you the right? What makes you all so special? Nothing! You want to understand me? You want to feel my pain? Huh? DO YOU! Do you want to see into my soul Look at this pain, look at this torment, why must you do this? After what you've put me through all these years, Why can't you just leave it alone? But no.. you can't leave well enough alone.
Coach McDonald: And Hollans, you're a sorry excuse for a human being. Howver, I have kissed up to you, hell I even put you on the team to make your Dad happy. You know what made my Dad happy when I was your age. Nothing he was dead! Anyway, I'm probly going to get fired after this so I might as well say it now. I could yell and yell at you Hollans for what you did. But it really doesn't matter. Does it? Because this is the last time I let this go. Yeah sure I have turned my head the other way before, but not again. In China , if you're caught stealing, they cut off your hands. In Indonesia , if you're caught running from the police, they cut off your feet. In Thailand , if you're caught lying, they cut out your tongue.
Player #2: What does that have to do with...
Coach McDonald: You know what Hollans I bet any "joe" in this school could play better basketball that you. You peace of crap.
And just like that I walked in. I had left my favorite pen next to my locker, and I had to get it or else I wouldn't be lucky anymore [duh].
Coach McDonald: Hey you.. you... YOU!
Me: You mean me?
Coach McDonald: Yes numb nuts. Who did you think I was talking to? I was wondering would you like joining the basketball team? Hollins is out all year with a concussion.
Hollans: What are you talking about I'm...
Just then Coach McDonald [with all his might] shoves Hollans' head right into the locker.
Me: No thanks, I just came back for my lucky pen.
Coach McDonald: Great be back hear for practice on Thursday.
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