BombSquad

Ted, I apologize for overlooking your question. The answer is that it depends. If you are arriving late knowing that you have a purple seat waiting for you, you go down the row facing the pressbox. Reason being that your rear is in for a long night, so the last thing you need to be doing is trying to keep a tight ship back there as you shimmy down a row of seats. If, however, you are a simpleton fan who merely seeks a seat on the aluminum, I suggest going down the row facing the field, so you can see the Annexation-of-Puerto-Rico-Triple-Reverse-Option-Statue-of-Liberty-Hook-and-Latteral that DL is sure to be running. Moving on... Once upon a time, two young and lovely girls crept up on a sleeping Scotsman, and, well, did something improper. "And there behold for them to view beneath his Scotish skirt, Was nothin' more than God had graced him with upon his birth." Hope that helps you in your quest for wardrobe accuracy. Ring Ding Diddle Diddle I Dee Oh, Ring Di Diddly I Oh.

Though the preceding posts may be interesting, I hold the key to the true nature of the bagpipes. List now and join me on a mystical journey over the rainbow to find the pot o' gold... Back in the days of David Lipscomb's Butter Bowl dominance, one rainy Friday, the Mustangs were walking the field before the game. Some of the players noticed a rainbow which seemed to fade into the North endzone, then something odd happened. Legends of the time tell the story that they heard the wondrous sound of bagpipes and a leprechaun of the rare Scottish Leprechaun Contingent appeared on the field. The Lipscomb players were befuddled to say the least. With the aid of their leprechaun friend, the Mustangs won the game in a dominant fashion. Lipscomb coaches and players determined that the leprechaun must have been drawn to the gold helmets of the Mustangs of the time. However, as time passed, the tales of the leprechaun grew less and less believable. When the Mustangs removed the last hint of gold from their helmets, the leprechaun nation ceased to provide any support to the Mustangs. The team began to notice that their lucky charms could no longer be felt in the Reese Smith Athletic Complex. In nineteen hundred and eighty-eight, the team, sporting their solid purple helmets, came together to decide how best to get the leprechauns back. They refused to bring back the golden helmets, but decided to try to sway the leprechauns back with a little taste of home: bagpipes. Prior to every game, the hum of the bagpipes resounds throughout the stadium, and a few Lipscomb faithful casually look around in hopes of seeing that little man in the green trousers back to once again watch the Lipscomb Mustangs, his Lipscomb Mustangs.

hiccups, I must apologize to you. Though your misspelling of Lipscomb is fairly unoriginal, to be perceived, even in passing, as a member of the Bomb Squad is a credit to your posting abilities. You have regained my CoachT respect, which as we all know is worth a lot. Carry on, and as I think should be said every Friday: I hope both teams have a safe game and hope the winner goes the distance.

I live off topic. Now, I could be the wrong one, but I heard that you are incorrect in everything you just said after "off topic...." Thanks for playing. Your career had promise... When I read post number 2, I laughed a little. However, I heard that it may be time for you to hang up the keyboard and retire. In closing, I think it may be time to let the CoachT comments and non-comments from past years rest in peace.

...You rang? Hope not. I doubt that it's Lipscomb players. As for my humble opinion, I'll chalk DL up for a win while declining the option to pick points. I thouroughly enjoy the people that take CoachT message boards so seriously. Everyone knows that what some fan posts on a website really matters, and affects the game. I don't know how teams played the games back before they had this website to give them any reason to play.

I have not read any of the posts in this thread. My attention span is too short. I did however, read the title of the thread, and was a bit baffled. I have not followed Greenbrier football this year, but as someone who has encountered the team in past years, I think the idea of claiming Greenbrier's coaches aren't good enough is ridiculous. Their coaches, back in my day (which was not so long ago, we had electricity, running water, mp3's, and everything), had the players well prepared for the game, coached well, and, most importantly, had a group of players who were good people. So, whether this thread has bashed the coaches or has not, I missed the boat out of laziness, but Greenbrier has a great staff. That's just one screennames's point of view.

You started off so smartly: Arguing the IP address, strong play. However, I'm new to your posts, and I'm going to need a definition of "clowned". I'd settle for "clown" or some other variation of the word as well. Much obliged.

...Normally, the lack of punctuation and grammar in general would make these posts challenging to understand. Lucky for us, the Caps Lock keys in Creek Wood are all stuck, therefore nullifying any grammar errors. Here's to that little key nestled up to the A. Caps Lock: Over-used. Under-appreciated.

Vandy1, I hopped on MFP today and started reading the game grades and commentary where I saw a mention of CoachT. So, I came on by to see what was up. I apologize to you... I forgot we played Greenbrier a couple weeks back until the game that night, otherwise I would have been on the boards with you. I'll lurk around occasionally and try to be here when I'm needed.

...Rattled. Congratulations and good luck to Bolivar, and congratulations on a great season to DL.

Let us all take a moment and think outside the box...

Catfish is right, whoever started this thread, chalk this one up as a mental error. You won the State Championship, with that you earned respect. It's done. You went 5-5, congratulations, you dug yourselves a hole and got out of it in a big way. Sure, the opinions of people on CoachT don't really matter in the slightest, but so far as the posters on here are concerned, you damage the reputation that your program is trying to build up every time you rub the championship in someone's face or start threads about what people should say about your team and give your team. You all would have a lot more of my respect on these boards if you would take a community-wide Hooked on Phonics course.

H-O-G-E-Y-E... Big-Fat-T... D-L-Wins-By-3... Easy, it's just a basketball game. I bet you are the first team to ever lose one and think it was the official's fault. I for one would prefer that you not take away from the effort that the DL players put forth on the court to earn a win by saying the refs were the reason that DL won. And before you say something else, congratulations again on the football championship.

... 4 Times the arrogance, 4 times the fun.

My sincere congratulations to Livingston players and fans. Enjoy your state championship.

...Well, if you insist on starting the in-game thread this early, at least keep me entertained.

That would be Gordon, would it not? Any smaller blue trains would fall into the categories of Edward or Thomas. Does it puzzle anyone else that the main charcter in Thomas The Tank Engine was just a normal train, and a small one at that? I mean either make him the biggest train or let the show be called Harold the Helicopter or Bertie the Bus. Thomas isn't even the only blue train. Green trains have dominance, seeing as how their squad is filled out with the likes of Henry and Duck, but they also have to put up with little Percy, the only engine who's smaller than Thomas. The only plus side I see to Thomas is he's basically a ladies' train with Annie and Clarabel. James is basically running the show, seeing as how he's the only red one. Diesel is a force to be reckoned with. Perhaps he should have been the focus of your metaphor. Seeing as how this is the end of this post, this is the part devoted to Toby. From Sodor, this is Ringo Starr signing off.

[Place invitation song here.]

Alright, back to reality from behind a computer screenname I guess. To LA, I hope you realize that no matter what is said, you made it to the State Championship, congratulations. The same to Lipscomb. LA fans, I hope you realize that I have nothing against your town, your team, nor your fans. I did not mean any harm to Wilson Cates personally, and I apologize for what I said about him. I am, or was, on here simply to get a rise out of you guys. Tackle, you put it to me. I'm not done with CoachT, but I'll see if I can't pull a Michael Jordan: BombSquad retires. Hold the phone. BombSquad comes out of retirement. He doesn't bring the same game to the table, but he's still BombSquad... still a legend.

...Rattled.

..."Tune in next week's Oprah show to find out." Really? I will simply mention that you apparently will pick the team you are rooting for in Saturday's game in what? 3 months? Alright, I'll be sure to check back then.

Well, Matt Fletcher, thank you for your contribution. 28-7. Noted.

Oh what a night... Well, I awoke this morning to find pure shenanigans that I missed last night. Now, you lost me at "ovulates". Yet somehow I fit into this equation, mmk. I digress. Allow me to give you guys a heads-up. Floyd Stadium, though it is an open-air stadium, it does have tunnels that the players and coaches must enter in. I say this only to suggest that the Hog-Eye community combine their brain power and figure out a way to get Reverend Cates, Superman, and Neon Deion's heads deflated enough to get through the gates.

...More Than Walls.

...36 posts? Call when you can compete.