Gus Frerotte gets a head coaching job
Gus Frerotte is the new head football coach at the John Burroughs School in St. Louis. He had spent the past two years as the school's quarterback coach. Fr'real. The Bombers were 14-1 and the Missouri Class 3 state runners-up this past season.
Here's something you might not know about Frerotte: he was the last Redskins quarterback to lead the team in passing yards with a quarterback rating under 71 for a season. That came in 1995, when Frerotte checked in at 70.2 and the Redskins finished 6-10.
Here's something you do know about Frerotte: he once headbutted a FedEx Field wall and injured himself during a 7-7 tie with the Giants, Washington's only tie since
1969 1971. For fun, I pulled some of the relevant clips.
Boswell: Forget the spike, the Chicken Dance and the Lambeau leap into the crowd. In the annals of end zone celebration, we now have a new, undisputed winner: Gus's Goof.
"It was a stupid thing to do," said Frerotte. "I've butted heads with people many times."
But people aren't the same as walls.
"I've never thought to tell a guy not to hit his head against a wall," said tight-jawed coach Norv Turner. "We'll put that in our preseason coaching points next year."
Kornheiser: You know how in baseball parks they'll mark off where a monstrous homer landed by painting the seat a different color? Well, the Redskins ought to paint a yellow circle around the spot where Gus slammed his head, and inside the circle paint a No. 12 with a slash through it.
I knew that Gus was in trouble when he went directly back to the bench, and picked up the phone -- and started calling whiplash lawyers.
This is a true fact: Norv Turner hadn't known that Gus had hurt himself. So when Norv saw Gus sitting down, he came over and asked, "What's wrong?" And Gus said, "I've got a headache." I've got a headache! Hey, it's a football game, not a blind date.
Stephen Hunter: If the timing weren't off, I'd suggest that possibly the screenwriter of "Flubber" was Gus Frerotte and he wrote the script in the ambulance on the way to the hospital after he voluntarily reorganized his brain cells.
Reliable Source: Deep inside our craniums, which we have never run headlong into a wall, we hear Nan Mancini of Johnny's Dance Band singing "My boyfriend Alfredo's got brains like potatoes." Gus is gorgeous, which earns him Source bonus points, but he has no impulse control.
But that was a long time ago. So congrats to Frerotte. And make sure not to headbutt your players.
(Via The Big Lead)
| January 20, 2011; 1:21 PM ET
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