I never played football for Chuck, but I always made sure that I had him for PE class. It seemed like it was always important to give your all when you suited up in front of Chuck. Football player or not, all the boys worked hard in front of the coach.

We were playing speedball one morning when I was running hard with the ball when out of the blue, Timmy Garguile(a large football center) straight armed me in the neck and knocked me out cold. As I woke up a few seconds later Chuck was looking right in he face and he said, "you okay little guy.....you should have ducked".

Another time, during one of Chuck infamous Health classes (Chuck was not comfortable in this setting), seven of us, just sophomores, were horsing around in the locker room and as we ran to Room 8 we found the door closed. This was not a good thing. We now all had to face Chuck's stinging hack on the butt. As we lined up for our punishment, Chuck let the first two kids have it pretty darn hard. The waddled back to there seats in great pain. The next boy up was Larry Lewis. Lewis had inserted a towel into his pants to lessen the pain. Well, Chuck found it. He then let loose with a huge full swing onto the now nearly bare bottom of Larry. The tears from Lewis had the rest of us in line trembling with fear. Chuck then bellowed at the rest of us to take a seat. I was never late again. In fact I am never late for anything since that day.....ever!

For four years, Chuck tried to get me to wrestle. I never did. Probably should have because of my small size. During PE time we always did a bit of wrestling in the winter time. This was Chuck's "other" sport. He routinely used me to have the upper classmen demonstrate there superior skills and strength on me. "Hentz......get McCoy into a guillotine for the class", Chuck would bark out. I would then do my best pretzel imitation to find Chuck just laughing out loud! This went on every day during wrestling PE classes. Not fun!

When I was a junior and senior I was paired up with Chuck during the Dave Williams faculty/student golf mini tournament played every year at Kitsap Golf and Country Club. Chuck wasn't the best golfer to ever tee it up, but he was a real gentleman on the links. Away from the competitive world of sports, he was a kind and funny guy that just loved all of his kids. The fact that Chuck kind of picked on me in PE was because he saw something in me I was once told by another old football player.

I took a lot of his knowledge with me after high school to the soccer field as a player. As a long time coach of 35 years, I can't thank Chuck enough for being such a great guy and teaching me how to be a man. I remember seeing his big smile during assemblies when a cheerleader would cut another opponents name off his tattered white tee shirt and throw it into the nearby metal trash can. The roar of the student body would shake the gym down it would seem. The West High Wildcats truly ruled the day back then!

- Lance McCoy West High School Class of 1973




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