ODE TO A COACH

by "Ground" Chuck Wood to Bill Pierce,

Coach of the electifying 1996 Floyd Central Baseball Team that won the school's first regional championship

 

I am a coach.

I coach the team for one common dream,

Yes I am the coach of one fabulous team.

I coach the team so that they may win,

I hope they can do it again and again.

 

I am a coach.

I am the coach of all victories,

If we barely squeak by or win with ease.

I am also the coach of the times we get beat,

Whether it's the 10-run rule or a 1-run defeat.

 

I am a coach.

I coach through good times, I coach through bad.

I coach when happy, I coach when mad.

It's like a marriage, for better or worse,

I coach when last, I coach when first.

 

I am a coach.

I coach the aces, I coach the fast,

I coach through arguments where aspersions are cast.

I coach the healthy, and those who are in pain,

I even coach a fan who is partially insane.

 

I am a coach.

I coach them to field, I coach them to bat,

The beauty of defense; grace on the basepaths.

"Cut down on the errors and hit the line drive,

This is what will keep the dream alive."

 

I am the coach.

I am the coach of the Big Green Machine

I am the coach of the Highlander team.

I am the coach, the best in the land,

Yes, I am the coach of this one motley band.

 

I am the coach.

I am the coach, this group of guys is great,

With all of their talent, they can win state.

"How bad do you want it:" I ask the team,

"Let's go out and win it! Let's get it, Big Green!"