My fondest ememory of Coach English is from my senior year.
 
As most of you know I was just a mediocre athlete (and that might even be stretching it).  I had lots of desire, fair ability and no drive or confidence to really put out my best.  During the last semester of my senior year I started to understand about putting out an effort.  In the "cruising" semester of our senior year in athletics where you hang out and play speedball or go golfing, I spent a lot of time playing basketball.  It ended up that Coach English and I played one-on-one quite regularly.  
 
Any who knows Coach English, knows him to be the most fierce competitor there is.  A RoHawk legend, played college football at Rice, he was an incredibel athlete.  
 
For the numerous times we played over several weeks of the semester, Coach English never beat me.  It infuriated him to have an "also ran" like me beat him regularly and I discovered what drive and confidence were.  
 
It was a great time in my life!
 
Bear

I remeber my Freshman year we were in the weight room and I decided since coach English's back was to me not to do my sit ups at the situp station with the 90 degree angle. Once coach blew the whistle and we moved to the next station before he blew the whistle to start he said something to the effect of Kirkland at this station you need to put forth the effort. This shocked me as he never turned around or even looked over his shoulder to include the time he addressed my "lack of effort". There were no windows or mirrors for him to have seen a reflection in so needless to say the rest of my work I gave maximum effort. It wasn't until several days later at baseball practice when we were talking about being sore from the workouts that I found out that two of my teammates were in Coach English's 8th grade social studies class and had tipped him off to my laziness.