Originally Posted by tomwed

I was the HS golf coach in a smallish town for over 30 years. No one said if it wasn't for my HS coach I would not have won this PGA event. But---every year when we had the league golf tournament where all the coaches officiated other team players from many teams, to a coach each told me that it was a joy officiating my golfers. It's hard to explain why that's the most complimentary thing a coach can hear.

One night there was a big spaghetti fund raiser at the HS after a golf match. I forgot who got the proceeds but it wasn't the golf team.
So I ate with my friends and my team ate with their friends. After dinner one of my players said he was in trouble. [His dad was a great guy and had 6 kids. Everyone in that family golfed. I coached 4 of his kids that went to public school.] So my player [Tim, son 3] said he lost his retainer and his father is going to kill him. [I knew the dad, and the most it would be was a you let me down speech.] Tim told me he removed the retainer and wrapped it in a napkin. A cute junior girl who was on clean-up came around and maybe she put it in the garbage. Tim and I went through 4 barrels of spaghetti dinner clean-up before we found it. He washed it off and put it in his mouth.
ooops--truth be told i forgot about nothing