Coach Flip Naumburg's Journal

Monday, September 27, 2004

WEATHER WARS or BORN UNDER A BAD SIGN

R2D2 (Weather computer) took us down today. We had no Monday scrimmage. There was lightning striking everywhere. It filled the air, like revolution in the 60's.. It (bad weather) started just as we arrived at the field. Rain was moderate in comparison to the light show just to the west, and in the distance, skies were blue. That would be useless possibility for the way I saw things, and for the time we had available on this day here in 2004.
Buhbye.

I'M FIXING A HOLE WHERE THE RAIN GETS IN, AND STOPS MY MIND FROM WANDERING WHERE IT WILL GO (or something like that -The Beatles)

I have all this junk in my head lately. I need a hole in that head or perhaps a toe would do, in order to help it (junk/rain) all fall out so I can get on with the rest of my life here. I have a new dream almost nightly, but it is always just the sequel to the last one, and it usually includes somehow just missing some kind of boat, plane, or train. I think I might need to take a ride on the reclining sofa. Perhaps all I need is a simple psycho tune-up or something.

PARNELLI WITH THE PEDAL TO THE METAL?

From a coaching perspective I feel like I still have decent power these days, good engine compression and all that. I am not ready for the STP yet, but I need juice from them. I always have. I need fuel. Their love for the game and the team, and maybe even for me are the things that spark the race car driver inside me.

The truth is that they (players) are the ones who really drive, and it is probably more like a bus than a race car, at least that (bus) is my usual metaphor. At any rate of speed, I am merely part of the pit crew. I want to help us run good, and on as many cylinders as possible. That is what I obsess over on a daily basis

I WANT TO PUSH, BUT NOT OVER.

I still love the action that coaching is, the teaching, the seeking of solutions and all that. I ponder game situations all the time. I also find myself wondering at other times if I demand too much from them. My needs are of course huge, and part of what I need is for them (players) to always bring that fire inside them along with the passion for playing the game at the highest possible level. It is a lot to ask with all the other things in their lives these days.

USE THE FORCE, LUKEs

Self motivation sometimes seems a rare quality and it's hard to find enough of it in larger numbers than one can count on one's fingers. If we do get enough fingers counting together, however, then they can maybe become part of the hands that might be able to turn the magic key, the key that can open one of our available doors.

DON'T FORGET TO CLUB ME

We are only "Club" after all. We don't pay their tuition and sign them up for their classes and such so they can focus on playing ball. We will, on occasion, help them with their studies or financial problems, however. "We" can only do what "we" can do.

Still, I am only interested in having an image of excellence. "Just doing it" isn’t enough for me yet. I hope it never is.

WE ARE NOT A REAL TEAM, BUT WE PLAY ONE ON.......

Do I like traveling with the team and having people "out there" treat us like we are some kind of a Division I team? Yes, I do. We masquerade. I want us to look, act, and carry with us the charisma of a truly unified entity, one that is somehow special and unique.

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