When you were at Valley View High, Coach Flannigan was only Assistant Coach Flannigan. His predecessor and former mentor, Coach Shearin, retired a few years ago after a very successful career. Unfortunately, the sports program at Valley View High hasn’t been the same since, and Coach Flannigan has suffered loss after loss, regardless of the sport. Once known for their winning seasons, the sports teams at Valley View High are now the laughing stock of the region, much to the dismay of Principal Roy, a former athlete himself. Coach Flannigan is well known for his quick temper, and many a trashcan has been thrown across the locker room during fits of rage. Despite his passion for all things sports, he hasn’t been able to transfer into the role of successful coach. There’s been talk that the Principal was looking to bring in a professional to take Flannigan’s place, someone with a few state championships under their belt, meaning Flannigan would be benched, permanently.

Coach Flannigan is wearing his trademark sweatpants and pit-stained white shirt. He crosses his arms and looks you up and down, nodding his head.

“Hey I remember you! Yea! You were a real star player. Pshht, that’s what’s wrong these days, the players I get are a bunch of pheasants. If I had more players like you, I’d win every game! Oh, the Principal? I’m not sure what happened, I was busy taking a leak. I could hear voices in the other room, then just as I was finishing up, I heard a loud *crack*, like Hank Aaron knocking a homer out of Atlanta Stadium. I didn’t think too much of it, but then I heard running, and then… a scream. A girly scream. I quickly washed my hands, then ran out to see what had happened. The rest of the group was already crowded around the body. I thought maybe he had fallen or something, but then I saw the bloodied trophy on the floor. What a mess! I’ve known Mr. Roy for a long time, we’re like family, you know? Like brothers! This whole thing is unbelievable. I’m thinking it was a crime of passion, you know? Some of these people get so emotional, who knows what they’re capable of.”