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on Coach Bob by Gerald Ryan
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Driving down to Colonials in I think 1992, we hit a patch of road that was being paved so it was course and had an uneven feel to it. All is quiet in the van when Bob yells out "Man I feel like I have a vibrator jammed up my ass." Which made all of us think, how does he know what a vibrator up his ass feels like? The next year or it could have been the same year, he shows up at mine, Jim Albanese, and Marc Rullo's hotel room door drunk (or at least he was acting drunk) at 3am. I went back to bed after listening to him describe his attempted conquests of the local female population at the bar, but Jim and Marc stayed up for a while and abused him. I think he woke up in our tub. One day at practice Bob attempted to coach PJ Sole. After listening to him for about a minute PJ went off and started to do his own thing and then Bob tried to take a hard line stance with PJ when he would not do his conditioning drills and PJ simply looked at him and told him to f-off, which Bob did. Jim Albanese doing the same thing that PJ did to Bob at the NJAC meet after Jim strained his groin in warm-ups. Bob tried to put his two cents in about how to treat a groin pull and Jim told him to f-off. I think all of the throwers at TSC in the early 1990s told him to f-off at least once. What was the deal with him showing up to practice in painter's clothes and that circa 1976 Kean Track and Field jacket every day. I know he was a painter, but he couldn't have changed? |
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