You Guys Hit Like a Bunch of Girls - Part one
by M.C.
A football coach's off-the-cuff remark leads to an interesting challenge.


"C'mon guys," the coach bellowed as he watched his team practice," what kind
of chance are we going to have against Central High this Friday night if you
'women' can't tackle any better than this ?" The large man paced up and down
the sidelines, throwing out insults left and right - berating his players in
the mistaken belief that this would motivate his mediocre team for the
upcoming clash against their undefeated cross town rivals. As he watched Roger
Davis, his star running back, break three tackles for a long gain, he screamed
out," you guys are pathetic...you hit like a bunch of girls ! " After uttering
these words, the coach was surprised to hear a female voice coming from behind
him ask, " Umm...coach Morgan; exactly what was THAT supposed to mean ? "
Turning around, the irate football coach found himself staring down at the
beautiful - but stern - face of Candy Warren - the head cheerleader.

She and the six other girls of the cheerleading squad were practicing their
routines on the grass near-by. When Candy heard the coach's chauvinistic
remark, the ardent feminist felt offended and could not let his comment go
unchallenged.

" It meant exactly what it was supposed to mean; these guys can't tackle worth
a damn."

" And to make your point, you compared them to a 'bunch of girls' ? "

"Precisely. They tackle like feeble scaredy cats; just like girls would...if
they were playing football."

" Oh, is that so ? And how would you know how girls tackle...have you ever
coached any ? "

" Hell no ! I wouldn't be caught dead coaching girls...football is a man's
game."

By now the other six cheerleaders as well as many of the football players had
gathered around the two of them.

" I don't suppose you'd be willing to put your macho, bullshit theories to the
test, would you ?" Candy asked in a sarcastic tone.

" What in the hell are you talking about ?"

" Well," Candy answered as she pointed to the girls of her cheerleading
squad," let us 'feeble' girls go up against your best players and we'll see
who hits 'like girls'."

All the football players began to laugh when they heard this. Coach Morgan
went ballistic.

" Are you girls fucking crazy ? My boys will smash you into the ground !

" Then you're afraid to put your theory to the test; just as I suspected.
You're nothing but a big bag of wind, coach Morgan. You blame the team's poor
record on your players when, in fact, you're a lousy coach. You've never - in
six years - had a winning season. All you do is yell and berate your players
instead of offering them advice and encouragement. I guess facing us girls
would be too much of a challenge for them...you're excused."

That did it; coach Morgan had heard enough...and so did his players. It wasn't
enough that they had won only two games all season; now they were being
challenged by the sexy cheerleaders. Anger overcame his judgment and - in what
may seem like an absolute absurdity - the coach agreed to let Candy and her
girls *try* to play against his team...if only to put them in their place and
shut them up. " If that's what you girls want, then that's what you'll get."
Turning to his players, the coach growled," SMASH THEM ! " As the large and
powerfully built boys the of Kennedy High School football team took to the
field against the seven beautiful cheerleaders - dressed in their sexy
cheerleading outfits - every indication was that they would indeed 'smash
them'. But sometimes *appearances* aren't always what they seem...

End of part one