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Good Man

Father like no Other
Coach Brad Bradshaw is a 43 year old Caucasian from a small town in Mississippi that only 4,000 people live, but was able to get away because his father was a legendary coach. Coach Brad has coached Junior College and one other high school before he ended up in Bastrop, Louisiana. His frame is a tall 5’9, 216 pound man of honor. His voice is as deep as the Grand Canyon and accent is full of Country Hill Billy fail words. He is mean only to make a person listen to what he is trying to get his player to understand, because he say his father had always told him people began to listen when a person start to scream. But, Coach Brad is as caring as a mother with a sickly child. He states all the time, “I care for his kids because I love to see them grow into successful men, which the world need”. He does not deal with adults because he says they are full of troubles and if he has to rely on them nothing will get done. When he need something he says he will only turn to his players because they understand what he is going threw and knows just what is expected.

It was summer 2003 when I first meet the man that I would almost consider a father out side my home. But, I must say that it didn’t start out that way because his introduction to me was hurry up fat kid I don’t have all day for u to lift them weights. I said to myself, “now I see why I did not want to play football and I am going back to basketball as soon as possible.” If not, I felt as if I was going kill this man and never look back. After it was all over he would pull me to the side saying, with his deep very demanding voice, if you was to really put forth the effort, I will meet you half way turning you into a great player, that I know you can be! When I got home I was addressed by my mom, whose knowledge about football is as short as a grain of rice, saying the coach really like you and think you could go to school for free. “You know we like free Kentravis”, my mom explained. It was...