Back when i played ball in high school, there was this freshman coach named Raza he was the only white coach on the staff of all black coaches, i didnt play at that high school freshman year cus i was at a catholic school my freshman year and then transfered out the following year,
anyways this dude was weird, all of us thought he was strange, had a buddy tell me that during freshman hell week, he would have them all sleep over for a slumber party at the school to get to know each other better, my buddy told me he made them all paint their finger nails as a hazing, and in the middle of the night he would walk around and throw glitter on their faces and hair and had to practice the next day with glitter all over them.
he later turned on the sprinklers to get the field all wet and muddy and made them all slide in the mud, and had them shower it off in the locker room showers, told them to strip naked and he stood there and watched, my buddy said nobody got naked just underwear except for one big fat kid.
the year i got there he was still the freshman coach and also equipment manager, he would have us every year get naked to our underwear to try on pads and helmets
i was like foo i know my size just give me my shit perv.
Coachs always thought the fucker was a weirdo, but he was married to a college teacher, his older son was a cop, and he had a sexy daughter in another high school.
year after i graduated i got the morning local paper opened it to the sports section and to my surprise (not really) was a picture of him handcuffed bent over the trunk of a cop car,
Dude was popped at a Jack in the box trying to fuck a 14yr old boy he was chatting online with, in his trunk they found video camera and tripod, duck tape, pornos, and more shit i cant remember, i guess your basic rape fetish gear.
True story
