(12-25-2015 09:49 AM)rath v2.0 Wrote: I blame Whit Babcock for hiring a buddy over the phone without an interview or any competition.
Nepotism usually ends up so well.
Looking back on it, you're correct rath. Whit does deserve some blame. But...I don't think even Whit, or the rest of us for that matter, saw this coming at the time of the hire. Where we have fallen is directly on the impostor Coach. Or, as the Platters song The Great Pretender goes...
Oh-oh, yes I'm the great pretender
Pretending that I'm doing well
My need is such I pretend too much
I'm lonely but no one can tell
Oh-oh, yes I'm the great pretender
Adrift in a world of my own
I've played the game but to my real shame
You've left me to grieve all alone
Too real is this feeling of make-believe
Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal
Yes I'm the great pretender
Just laughin' and gay like a clown
I seem to be what I'm not, you see
I'm wearing my heart like a crown
Pretending that you're still around
Too real is this feeling of make-believe
Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal