Be careful who you loan your phone to, it might cost your coach his job!

Right through the five hole.

 

The award-winning head coach of Boston College’s outstanding women’s hockey team resigned yesterday under the specter of sexual misconduct between him and his teenage goal-scoring machine.

Outstanding? Goal-scoring machine?

Not exactly the best news lead from the Boston Herald.

 

Double J, that's outstanding work, and how this message board is supposed to be run. You took the time to find the photos that, frankly, are the second best thing about this story (behind knowing what the filthy messages are).

That the wife and the 19 year-old are way attractive are the cherry on top, so to speak.

Hats off, Double J. That's the kind of investigative work that earns Poster of the Year votes come awards time.

 

I'm guessing that the teammate who borrowed the phone knew exactly what she was doing and wanted to find that smoking gun. If one teammate already asked to be released from her scholarship by BC because she didn't like the relationship, then I'm guessing she wasn't the only one who heard the rumors.

 

Poin...

Where the hell have you been?

 

Thank goodness the smoking gun was a cell phone and not a Carla BlackBerry.

 

Makes you wonder if the girl who borrowed the phone and blew the whistle had something going with the coach, too...or at least wanted to. There's got to be some motivation there.

The coach is an idiot. Aside from the adultery part, the wife is better looking than the player anyway (though maybe that's just my preference for brunettes).

 

I'm assuming this is the whistle-blower, putting two and two together after reading the last line of the story:

http://bceagles.cstv.com/sports/w-hockey/mtt/mcdonald_anna00.html

 

We must not rest until transcripts of those text messages have been obtained.

 

So Laurie Baker might be back on the market soon.
I haven't even gotten to work yet and already some good news.

 

This is much easier on the eyes than that dreaded astronaut love triangle. And no diapers.

 

I'm getting to be of the age where I'm knowing people (peripherally, in my case) heading into the midlife crisis, or at least the first-baby crisis, which this coach (allegedly) has in spades. It seems like it's more common than at least I realized, in a Simon-Cowell-didn't-know-Los-Angeles-had-hungry-children-way, how many men, particularly those ages 33-45, just bolt or freak out soon after their first child arrives. And bolt to a younger woman, or nobody at all.

By the way, my wife has already told me to just buy the damn sports car when my midlife crisis hits.