I hope this does not offend anyone… it is not meant to. I do not mean this to be sacrilegious in any way. … but, as coaches, we have the opportunity to be immortal.
Of course, not in the physical sense, but our words and ideas can live on in perpetuity.
This realization hit me squarely a few weeks ago at my son’s wedding. A friend of his, Miles Hochard, (who played football at William Jewell) was visiting with me about a previous post on this blog that he had read called “Dirty Red”.
In that post I explained the phrase and the attitude of “Dirty Red” that characterized our defense at the University of Central Missouri. “Dirty Red” was a term used by Mike Foster, the defensive coordinator there when I arrived.
When Coach Foster left to take a position at Cal State Fullerton, I became the Defensive Coordinator, and continued using the phrase. In fact, I used it at most stops along my coaching journey after that… including when I became the Head Coach at William Jewell College.
Back to my son’s wedding and his friend Miles. Coach Hochard (he is an assistant football coach at Pembroke Hill) said that when he was at Jewell as a player (a Linebacker), they still referred to their defense as “Dirty Red” and as far as he knows, they still do.
So… a “rallying cry” started in the 80’s by Coach Mike Foster is still going strong in Liberty in the 21st century. In fact, “Dirty Red” could have started before UCM in the 80’s …Coach Foster came to the University of Central Missouri from Coffeveille Junior College in Kansas… their colors are red as well!
Amazing… Awesome… A little Scary!
Ours is an awesome profession… with awesome responsibilities…
You Can Do More… your brain is lying to you…. Don’t Believe It!
Jeff Floyd – email@example.com