The Cardinal Red wrote:
Brooks has always been an ahole!
I heard a pretty crazy story about Brooks from an old coach.
Back in the 1980s, a high school team from around the Stanford area used to be allowed to practice at the Stanford track in championship season, as their high school only had a dirt track, with no relay zone markings.
This high school's relay team made it to the CIF-CCS (central coast California state qualifying meet) finals, and was on the Stanford track, practicing their baton handoffs. The anchor leg of the school's relay team was a huge, super fast guy. 6'2, around 200 pounds of solid muscle. 10.6 or 10.7 runner. Real stud, especially for that section of California (the 10.2/10.3 guys are usually from the southern section).
Anyway, the anchor's running through some handoffs, and he's you're typical cocky sprinter; playing around, tossing the baton, joking with his friends, the usual. At some point, he tosses up the baton, drops it, with it clanging onto the track, and he bends over to pick it up.
And, as he's bending over, he feels something slam into the back of his head. Really, really hard. Like, it completely floors the guy. Everyone else on the track looks over, and sees Brooks, standing over him, holding a clipboard that he's just smacked him with.
Brooks looks down out the huge dude whom he's just demolished, stares straight into his eyes, and says, with perfect clarity. "Never. Drop. A. Baton. On. My. Track. Again." Scares the dude shitless.
Mind you the whole story's anecdotal; I have no idea how much of it is true. I've heard he's the sort of coach that's great with some runners, and just breaks others. The ones that succeed succeed big though.