During television coverage of college basketball games basketball some coaches seem to turn into clowns.
Albeit they do not have painted faces or
floppy shoes, they sprint up and down the sidelines yelling and screaming trying
to motivate their players as if they were in the second ring of the big top with
their behinds on fire.
Basketball rules define a coaching box, yet coaches seldom
remain in it, especially when they want to berate an official, or try to get
the next call by pleading their case. Maybe they should get a big horn and
sound it when they think they have been cheated, or maybe they could squirt
water from a flower that they are wearing on their lapel to get the officials
attention. You might consider a hand puppet for effect.
The biggest violators are Dwight Schrute’s evil twin Tom
Crean of Indiana, Michigan State’s human koala bear Tom Izzo, UConn’s Kevin
Ollie, the petulant little boy from Louisville Rick Pitino, and sadly the worst
is Marquette’s bald as a baby Buzz Williams.
Gents, do your teaching and motivating at practice so you
can and sit down and enjoy the game. Please sit down so we can enjoy the game.
Your pathetic insincere tantrums are getting old and worn
out just like the sawdust on the circus tent’s floor.
