All he does is coach me from the sidelines, eternally condescending. Even after years of proving otherwise, he still thinks I don’t know how to play this game.
The handbag, or the leader. Both can lead to wrongness. Both can have superficial, misguided truths about the world. The truth is you are always your own coach since only you can direct your own actions.
G. Catlin Ami
The whistle blew in a fit of rage
And I was called off the field
For the rest of the game,
Just for doing what was expected of me.
I blindly followed orders,
And now the kid might never be able to walk again,
The blood poured from his knee socket,
And I smiled knowing I had done my job.
I had won us the game!
It still wouldn’t be enough for us to win the series,
but hey,
We won the game!
The coach threw the little girl in the water to help her learn how to swim but he was arrested because the girl had no arms and no legs, so how could she possibly learn to swim? It’s ridiculous. He clearly wasn’t thinking. He’ll have plenty of time to think over his mistakes in prison.
Dani
“Hi, coach.” “Hello, Jake. Come here. I have something for you to do. I want you to carry this 10-ton bag of asphalt all the way across the field and back.”
Amber
My new life coach has been an incredible one. He has helped me set myself on a path of love, openness, flow and no resistance. I’ve seen who I am and it goes on and on.
I’m loving everything I see and feel.
Ena
Sometimes I wish I had a life coach. Or that I would be a good life coach. It’s easy to tell people what they should do, and easy to identify what other people should do, objectively. Much easier than knowing what you should do or what you should choose. You can easily pick the right decision and see the results, when it might not be so easy to do in your own life.
A coach and six if you were cinderella would take you to the ball, but you are snow white and they are taking you home to your stepmother. If she had sent poisoned apples and stays, you would have kept the door locked; but she sent a coach, and you, princess you are, went outside to speak to the men, and were lost then. Politeness was always your downfall.
Maure
You never did anything” Rius said, tears beginning to track down his cheeks. He wiped them furiously, contorting his cheeks into pudgy blobs with violent rubs of his arm. “I know you don’t want to involve me in this, but guess what. I’m all you’ve got. And as I hate to say this. You’re all I’ve got. Sister or not.”
Rhymes with roach, which reminds me of OSU. There was a room in the basement of my residence hall that the janitors used as their lounge. When you turned on the lights, your first reaction was shock because the cockroaches would scuttle away from the light, and then your second reaction was disgust because you saw all the dead cockroaches on the ground.
I have coach boots that I wear to the greenhouse where I work. I wear them because they keep my feet dry when it’s rainy or when Jon’s been watering. Not for a fashion statement. He came up to me today and told me that he has coach boots too. I looked down. He had just written “coach” in permanent marker with sloppy handwriting on his work boots.
Stop the coach, he ordered. The driver ignored him. Traffic was light and the bus was loaded. Passengers began to fidget. The man who ordered the stop became more insistent. He rose from his seat and approached the driver. The lady behind the driver gasped and began to cry.
person who teaches kids about sports, football, soccer, etc… Sometimes can become a good mentor and friend, other times an enemy or someone you regret meeting. Coach is a noun…
Regina
A coach is but a mentor, and you are the pupil. Don’t let them yell at you. Just follow orders and then you’ll survive. Guns, sports, life, everything, you’ll be coached. Collect your trophy and get on with it. Be successful.
tayler pfeiffer
you’re supposed to be here to guide me, give me some vague inclination of where to go from here. But over the past few weeks it’s become increasingly apparent that you have just as little a clue as I do. An achingly familiar, but difficult realization that you have no idea whatsoever what you’re doing.
The coaches at my school are kind of jerks. They don’t let a lot of people onto varsity that deserve it. They don’t appreciate the real talent. They have favorites. And they recognize them in gym class too. It’s kind of annoying. I wish I did sports though, just to get in good with them. And kind of make them a friend or a mentor. It’d be nice.
elise
Vivienne was coaching the little boy. His little feet were scampering hither and tither, and like an ant he was running across the feet, hitting the soccer ball every so often, and giggling when doing so. It was a pleasing and warm sight to see, and Vivienne could not help but laugh alongside young Adam’s chirpy giggles.
Aisha Momand
I had a great coach in highschool for track and field. John Koscis was his name. We spent many an evening after school running through snow, through rain and under the hot sun. We did this routine for over three years and to this day, I often think of thi
David Webber
I don’t understand how a coach in football can be so rough with his players. I know that he has to but still… I’m also thinking about a coach ride to Mexico City. How it must be fun! Then again, I was never good at coaching anyone.
Andrea Barskiy
He looked at me from behind his glasses. He stared sternly at my broken and bleeding hand. “You have to learn to get along with others. Until then, you’re off the team.”
The day I started out as an elementary school coach was the day my girlfriend passed away. She had been sick for a very long time, and we had just celebrated the start of my new job in the hospital, having snuck in a bottle of champagne. Still, the death felt painfully sudden, and I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to function.
My first class was fifth grade – the big guys. I had to be careful about my composure.
Belinda Roddie
my coach is awesome, we play soccer and he is the best guide ever. We enjoy soccer all because of our coach. he knows how to place players and when to change players over to get the best out of the team. he is appreciative and acknowledges good effort. We are so lucky to have him coach our team. We were at the bottom of the teams table and now we rate as the top 5 teams in the club. Thanks to our coach who spends time and gives his full committment to the team.
aryan
There was no moon. On that night when we approached the mansion where the rest of my life lay before me. The gravel was smashed into the ground underneath the coach’s wheels as we came to an abrupt stop. The door swung open with a creak, I blindly reached my hand out into the darkness. Only to find his, the calluses that I knew so well brushing over my skin as he assisted me down onto the gravel to my new home.
one day i was practicing and coach Lee was sitting on the bench and he called me over to tell me that he saw me smoking weed and that the only way he wouldn’t tell is if he could have sex with me so I let him. The next day i cried and told my parents the truth. Coach Lee is now in prison and me with his child.
Olivia
in the couch there was a coach who had at its fingertips a million horses and oh how they did leap and bellow with full lungs of fire for the earth before them was melting it melts as they kick and the horses how they did defy them all under the heavens
reluctant
Two steps towards the finish line
One step before death.
It offers a lending hand
Face sorrowful and bland.
A simple reality, one we did not wish.
We are just ferocious lives,
nothing more but selfish.
Jason Ohono
My coach yelled at me during practice. Oh, what it must be like to be a favorite, like our catcher over there.
All the other girls have Coach bags. I want one, so badly. I saved up my money for one, but I had to buy some cleats and I have no money anymore. Oh, to fit in.
We visited Charleston. I rode in a coach. It was pulled by horses. Well, really it was a buggy, but I liked to pretend it was a coach, like the cowboys used to ride in. I wish I knew a cowboy.
Coach Coach Coach
Such a word
Such meaning
This how I feel
This is my life
This
Is
High School
Rachel
a coach is a man who trains a group of people , sometimes he is an older player that retired and cannot play further. sever person. has a hat the team leader knows everything about his team hated by his team leadership helps the team to perfectionize their play.
adorita
Is this some silly test, or is this real life? If you keep pouring shit down my throat I’m not sure I wanna keep on doing this. What am I really training for anyways? Olympics in idiot-witness-survival? No… I’m telling you karma, this psycho-magnet you’ve got taped in my forehead is giving me more of a headache than wisdom. Unless the lesson here is to avoid everybody in the entire world, and never leave the house again, ever.
to be open to all levels of learning styles. sensitive to patience limits and expectations. listen. fear busting examples true to life. encourage with compassion.
juls
The Coach purse was amazingly beautiful. I saw it and instantly wanted it. The price tag suggested to me though, that I could begin to put patience into practice. Can you say no debt?
well i guess the first thing that comes to mind is the only sport i’ve really ever played, volleyball. i had a good, encouraging coach. but the next thing i thinnk about is a life coach. am i my own life coach? am i someone elses? do we even need a life coach or is life coached on its own?
rhiannon
to sit on a coach, sitting on a coach with friends going somewhere different, somewhere you’ve never been before. memories will be made, memories will fade, and the most memorable part of the day will be sitting on the coach discussing those times.
panzie
There is nothing you can do that can’t be done.It’s easy when you learn how to play the game.
All he does is coach me from the sidelines, eternally condescending. Even after years of proving otherwise, he still thinks I don’t know how to play this game.
The handbag, or the leader. Both can lead to wrongness. Both can have superficial, misguided truths about the world. The truth is you are always your own coach since only you can direct your own actions.
The whistle blew in a fit of rage
And I was called off the field
For the rest of the game,
Just for doing what was expected of me.
I blindly followed orders,
And now the kid might never be able to walk again,
The blood poured from his knee socket,
And I smiled knowing I had done my job.
I had won us the game!
It still wouldn’t be enough for us to win the series,
but hey,
We won the game!
The coach threw the little girl in the water to help her learn how to swim but he was arrested because the girl had no arms and no legs, so how could she possibly learn to swim? It’s ridiculous. He clearly wasn’t thinking. He’ll have plenty of time to think over his mistakes in prison.
“Hi, coach.” “Hello, Jake. Come here. I have something for you to do. I want you to carry this 10-ton bag of asphalt all the way across the field and back.”
My new life coach has been an incredible one. He has helped me set myself on a path of love, openness, flow and no resistance. I’ve seen who I am and it goes on and on.
I’m loving everything I see and feel.
Sometimes I wish I had a life coach. Or that I would be a good life coach. It’s easy to tell people what they should do, and easy to identify what other people should do, objectively. Much easier than knowing what you should do or what you should choose. You can easily pick the right decision and see the results, when it might not be so easy to do in your own life.
Horse. Drawn. Big. Black. Scarry. Headless Horseman. Childhood. Dr. Who. Blue. Gas. Rose. Boyfriend.
A coach and six if you were cinderella would take you to the ball, but you are snow white and they are taking you home to your stepmother. If she had sent poisoned apples and stays, you would have kept the door locked; but she sent a coach, and you, princess you are, went outside to speak to the men, and were lost then. Politeness was always your downfall.
You never did anything” Rius said, tears beginning to track down his cheeks. He wiped them furiously, contorting his cheeks into pudgy blobs with violent rubs of his arm. “I know you don’t want to involve me in this, but guess what. I’m all you’ve got. And as I hate to say this. You’re all I’ve got. Sister or not.”
Rhymes with roach, which reminds me of OSU. There was a room in the basement of my residence hall that the janitors used as their lounge. When you turned on the lights, your first reaction was shock because the cockroaches would scuttle away from the light, and then your second reaction was disgust because you saw all the dead cockroaches on the ground.
I have coach boots that I wear to the greenhouse where I work. I wear them because they keep my feet dry when it’s rainy or when Jon’s been watering. Not for a fashion statement. He came up to me today and told me that he has coach boots too. I looked down. He had just written “coach” in permanent marker with sloppy handwriting on his work boots.
Stop the coach, he ordered. The driver ignored him. Traffic was light and the bus was loaded. Passengers began to fidget. The man who ordered the stop became more insistent. He rose from his seat and approached the driver. The lady behind the driver gasped and began to cry.
Pushed.
I think I would do better in life if I had a life coach to guide me and direct me as to what to do next in life.
I think I would do better in life if I had a life coach to guide me and direct me as to what to do next in life.
The game is never
Learnt
Without a
Coach
But then
Is t the best
Coach
Within?
person who teaches kids about sports, football, soccer, etc… Sometimes can become a good mentor and friend, other times an enemy or someone you regret meeting. Coach is a noun…
A coach is but a mentor, and you are the pupil. Don’t let them yell at you. Just follow orders and then you’ll survive. Guns, sports, life, everything, you’ll be coached. Collect your trophy and get on with it. Be successful.
you’re supposed to be here to guide me, give me some vague inclination of where to go from here. But over the past few weeks it’s become increasingly apparent that you have just as little a clue as I do. An achingly familiar, but difficult realization that you have no idea whatsoever what you’re doing.
The coaches at my school are kind of jerks. They don’t let a lot of people onto varsity that deserve it. They don’t appreciate the real talent. They have favorites. And they recognize them in gym class too. It’s kind of annoying. I wish I did sports though, just to get in good with them. And kind of make them a friend or a mentor. It’d be nice.
Vivienne was coaching the little boy. His little feet were scampering hither and tither, and like an ant he was running across the feet, hitting the soccer ball every so often, and giggling when doing so. It was a pleasing and warm sight to see, and Vivienne could not help but laugh alongside young Adam’s chirpy giggles.
I had a great coach in highschool for track and field. John Koscis was his name. We spent many an evening after school running through snow, through rain and under the hot sun. We did this routine for over three years and to this day, I often think of thi
I don’t understand how a coach in football can be so rough with his players. I know that he has to but still… I’m also thinking about a coach ride to Mexico City. How it must be fun! Then again, I was never good at coaching anyone.
He looked at me from behind his glasses. He stared sternly at my broken and bleeding hand. “You have to learn to get along with others. Until then, you’re off the team.”
The day I started out as an elementary school coach was the day my girlfriend passed away. She had been sick for a very long time, and we had just celebrated the start of my new job in the hospital, having snuck in a bottle of champagne. Still, the death felt painfully sudden, and I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to function.
My first class was fifth grade – the big guys. I had to be careful about my composure.
my coach is awesome, we play soccer and he is the best guide ever. We enjoy soccer all because of our coach. he knows how to place players and when to change players over to get the best out of the team. he is appreciative and acknowledges good effort. We are so lucky to have him coach our team. We were at the bottom of the teams table and now we rate as the top 5 teams in the club. Thanks to our coach who spends time and gives his full committment to the team.
There was no moon. On that night when we approached the mansion where the rest of my life lay before me. The gravel was smashed into the ground underneath the coach’s wheels as we came to an abrupt stop. The door swung open with a creak, I blindly reached my hand out into the darkness. Only to find his, the calluses that I knew so well brushing over my skin as he assisted me down onto the gravel to my new home.
one day i was practicing and coach Lee was sitting on the bench and he called me over to tell me that he saw me smoking weed and that the only way he wouldn’t tell is if he could have sex with me so I let him. The next day i cried and told my parents the truth. Coach Lee is now in prison and me with his child.
in the couch there was a coach who had at its fingertips a million horses and oh how they did leap and bellow with full lungs of fire for the earth before them was melting it melts as they kick and the horses how they did defy them all under the heavens
Two steps towards the finish line
One step before death.
It offers a lending hand
Face sorrowful and bland.
A simple reality, one we did not wish.
We are just ferocious lives,
nothing more but selfish.
My coach yelled at me during practice. Oh, what it must be like to be a favorite, like our catcher over there.
All the other girls have Coach bags. I want one, so badly. I saved up my money for one, but I had to buy some cleats and I have no money anymore. Oh, to fit in.
We visited Charleston. I rode in a coach. It was pulled by horses. Well, really it was a buggy, but I liked to pretend it was a coach, like the cowboys used to ride in. I wish I knew a cowboy.
Coach Coach Coach
Such a word
Such meaning
This how I feel
This is my life
This
Is
High School
a coach is a man who trains a group of people , sometimes he is an older player that retired and cannot play further. sever person. has a hat the team leader knows everything about his team hated by his team leadership helps the team to perfectionize their play.
Is this some silly test, or is this real life? If you keep pouring shit down my throat I’m not sure I wanna keep on doing this. What am I really training for anyways? Olympics in idiot-witness-survival? No… I’m telling you karma, this psycho-magnet you’ve got taped in my forehead is giving me more of a headache than wisdom. Unless the lesson here is to avoid everybody in the entire world, and never leave the house again, ever.
to be open to all levels of learning styles. sensitive to patience limits and expectations. listen. fear busting examples true to life. encourage with compassion.
The Coach purse was amazingly beautiful. I saw it and instantly wanted it. The price tag suggested to me though, that I could begin to put patience into practice. Can you say no debt?
well i guess the first thing that comes to mind is the only sport i’ve really ever played, volleyball. i had a good, encouraging coach. but the next thing i thinnk about is a life coach. am i my own life coach? am i someone elses? do we even need a life coach or is life coached on its own?
to sit on a coach, sitting on a coach with friends going somewhere different, somewhere you’ve never been before. memories will be made, memories will fade, and the most memorable part of the day will be sitting on the coach discussing those times.
There is nothing you can do that can’t be done.It’s easy when you learn how to play the game.
Put me in coach.I’m ready to play today.