As the whistle blew we all knew that we'd blown it. The coach was steaming, the croud was booing, and we were dead tired. Why were we so bad at football?
It was 8th grade, and I went to a small public school in Vermont. Unfortunately, my parents felt I had to play a sport, so I listened. The only sport offered was football, so that is what I did. The team was one of the worst in the school's history, and this didn't go very well with the coach. Our record was 0-4
For the first 3 games the coach yelled for 30 minutes, but it didn't seem to do any good. It turned out that he had other tricks up his sleeve...
After the game he said: "I've yelled at you, and it hasn't done anything. You will all be at practice two hours earlier tomorrow, at 10. If anyone doesn't show up they will be off the team."
The next day we all were there at 10 o'clock sharp, as we new that what the coach said was law. Practices were always conducted in our gym clothes, and we got in immediately. We all ran out to the field, and were ready to work out. The coach informed us to go back into the locker room and to sit on the benches. We didn't know what was going on; the coach was acting very strange.
The coach was sitting on a chair and looked calm. "I have tried everything, and it hasn't worked. I've decided to give you all a good old fashioned spanking and paddling."
We all were silent. We didn't dare talk. The fear was eminent. We were informed that he would go in alphabetical order, and that if any body moved or talked we'd get double. "Abbott" rang through the air, and Jimmy aprehensively walked to the coach.
"W-w-w-w-what do I do, coach," he asked. "Get on my knee, I'll do the rest."
WHACK!
OOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!
The coach started spanking Jimmy on his gym shorts. After about 10 licks, Jimmy was screaming. Little did he know what he was going to recieve. The coach paused, and then Jimmy became the vicitim of 5 more licks. Then, immediately, Jimmy was stripped into his jock strap. After 50 spankings, he was kicking and screaming. Two boys were ordered to hold him down. The coach then got his paddle...
It was huge, bigger than what I had been paddled with. There were six holes in it and we all gasped. Jimmy got back on the coaches knee, in his jock, and got a sound tanning. After 10 licks, he was crying. A jock crying, it was quite a scene! He recieved a total of 40 licks by the paddle. The coach stood him up, pointed to his welted and flaming red butt and said "This is what happens to naughty boys who don't win games."
Boy after boy was called up and given the same punishment. Every so often a boy would shake so much that he would recieve double the punishments. These boys obviously weren't spanked at home.
One boy started yelling at the coach and wouldn't get on his knee. He was then physically carried into the office and given the beating of his life, as we later heard. We could hear the sounds of the belt hitting his strapped butt, and his screeching and crying could be heard a mile away. After 20 minutes, he came out of the office with the coach. I had never seen such an abused butt! The coach pointed to his butt and said "this is what happens to naughty boys who talk back to the coach." After everyone was given a tanning, we were forced to go out and practice with our horrible pain.
The next game we won.