Skip to comments.Wyoming coach resigns after forcing offensive survey on players (Hurt Feelings Report Card)
Posted on 11/14/2011 11:28:37 AM PST by Jack Hydrazine
A high school football coach in Wyoming has resigned after orchestrating what may be the single least appropriate motivational tactic in recent years, handing his players a "Hurt Feelings Report" in which students were asked to select from various offensive options to describe why they were upset.
As first reported by the Buffalo Bulletin, Casper Star-Tribune and The Advocate before being circulated throughout the internet, Buffalo (Wyo.) High football coach Pat Lynch offered up a questionnaire to his players that offered the following possible reasons for their disappointment, as reported by The Advocate (beware in reading the following paragraph: Some of the choices are pretty abhorrent):
The survey, under a list of reasons for hurt feelings, includes such choices as "I am a queer," "I am a little bitch," and "I have woman like hormones." It asks for the name of the "little sissy filing report" and his "girly-man signature," plus the "real-man signature" of the person accused of causing hurt feelings.
You can see a full copy of the survey here.
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The part of the form that made me howl with laughter was:
“We, as a company, take hurt feelings very seriously. If you don’t have a mommy that can give you a hug and make it all better, please let your supervisor know and we can provide you with a surrogate. I you need them, diapers, midol and a “blanky” can also be provided”.
And some FReepers here need those things!
Passive aggressive much?
The statement is called an “observation”.
My son came home this year after practice -
All excited to tell me - he says “Dad - have you ever heard the phrase “knocked the snot out of me” - and I said “yeah” and he says “well - they ran this trap block, and I wasn’t paying attention, and Hurley hit me so hard snot flew out my nose all over my faceguard! It was awesome! I never knew it was really possible!”
When I was a boy - our coach - well - lets just say this was how he would probably talk to his mom on the phone. But never swear. Best coach and leader - ever. Won our league like 15 years in a row. As wrestling coach - sent players to Ivys - multiple guys every year. Multiple guys out of 8 seniors. An ROTC scholarship - every year.
Don’t scare me like that. I thought you were talking about the University of Wyoming’s coach. We are having the best season in over ten years.
So, what’s your point, Eldon.
Your son is definitely a lineman (believe me, I KNOW!). My son likes to say, “Where else can you go, work out, knock some people into the ground and NOT get suspended”. Personally, I think when a lot of boys hit puberty, they have all this energy and strength. I found that football was a way to exert themselves in a group setting. They keep their grades up to remain eligible and watch their P and Q’s in school since a suspension will throw them off the team. Unlike other Freshman, my son was able to walk into school on the first day and know about 100 people just from football (JV and Varsity). The JV emulate the more mature Varsity players, too. I have seen these boys come together in almost a brotherhood of sorts and support each other, tutor each other in class subjects and generally have a good time. My son’s coach checks on each of his players grades each day. I hate to say it but I don’t check on it every day.
I bet the University of Wyoming could use a good coach like him!
I was a boy - and I didn’t enjoy hitting people - and getting hit - as much as he does.
For kids like him (and when I was a kid) it is funny. We are top track academics, and play sports. So - the jocks knew me as a jock, and the brainiacs knew me as one of them. So - it is an interesting way to go through school.
My coach checked up - on my grades - even though I was easy top 10% of class/headed Ivy. Just because - that is what he would do. My friends and I figured it out years later. He even tried to get us help from the teachers - if we had a B+ - he tried to squeeze an A- for us. He was looking out for future cardiologists like my friend, making sure his grades were solid. Not because either of us would ever lose academic eligibability - and frankly the team didn’t really need us. He taught us what team means.
I’m sure there were 1000s of other people he helped over the years, that nobody knew about. Best coach ever - and I think he only called me Nancy once or twice. Maybe Frances. Possibly Elizabeth. “Can someone come over here and show Elizabeth how to block?” Priceless.