STL All Sports

If you want to make a football coach who has just finished a horrible and losing season laugh through his tears, tell him this classic that is heard across the land every year.

The head football coach was returning from the big game of the year (lost, needless to say) and, unable to sleep for worrying about his future, went wandering through the train. He got into a car that had been reserved for mental patients just as the man in white was checking up on his charges.

"One, two, three, four, five," the man counted, and then he spotted the unfamiliar face of the coach. "Who're you?"

"I'm a football coach," he answered with pride.

The male nurse nodded his head with understanding. ". . . six, seven, eight, nine. . ."