Praxit
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Ok guys, back in HS I was a junior playing some Varsity football. We had a coach named "Donnie Budweiser" ... I always thought it was comical hearing the name. I would hear through the grapevines he would come to practice plastered, making jokes, allow strange activities to occur and whatnot.
One particular warm day in southern cal. Someone said Donnie crashed his green pinto into a tree on the lower field. We had 2 fields to practice on. A higher and lower. The higher field was near the bleachers, the lower was wider and more opened.
Well, we all run down to the lower field and see this mishap. There was Donnie's car green Pinto crashed into a tree. Donnie was still in the car, giggling and probably wondering what happened. Players started to help him get out. Our main coach yelled, "that's it get back to practice".
In ways I felt sorry for him. ...I never saw Donnie again.
One particular warm day in southern cal. Someone said Donnie crashed his green pinto into a tree on the lower field. We had 2 fields to practice on. A higher and lower. The higher field was near the bleachers, the lower was wider and more opened.
Well, we all run down to the lower field and see this mishap. There was Donnie's car green Pinto crashed into a tree. Donnie was still in the car, giggling and probably wondering what happened. Players started to help him get out. Our main coach yelled, "that's it get back to practice".
In ways I felt sorry for him. ...I never saw Donnie again.