The Funny 115 - version 2.0



#96. Coach's Poem

Tocantins - episode 13





The Legend

The Legend



On your knees

On your knees



The players arrive at Tribal Council, including Coach with his beloved Dragon Cane

The players arrive at Tribal Council, including Coach with his beloved Dragon Cane



Erinn bags on Coach for being a jackass, and smiles evilly

Erinn bags on Coach for being a jackass, and smiles evilly



The Loneliest Samurai

The Loneliest Samurai

this



"Alright, it is time to get to the vote."

"Alright, it is time to get to the vote."



Coach (interrupting): "One more thing...?"

Coach (interrupting): "One more thing...?"







Jeff (slightly amused): "Yes?"

Jeff (slightly amused): "Yes?"



"I wrote a poem for everybody to hear."

"I wrote a poem for everybody to hear."



Stephen turns to look at Coach in amusement.

Stephen turns to look at Coach in amusement.



Erinn smiles evilly in anticipation. Yay! A poem!

Erinn smiles evilly in anticipation. Yay! A poem!



J.T looks at the jury and tries to suppress a laugh

J.T looks at the jury and tries to suppress a laugh



Debbie facepalms

Debbie facepalms



Jeff says nothing. He just smiles and nods his head. Okay Coach. Whatever.

Jeff says nothing. He just smiles and nods his head. Okay Coach. Whatever.







"With friend and foe we march to the battle plain..."

"With friend and foe we march to the battle plain..."







The jurors, who already are sick to death of Coach and his long, drawn out self important b.s., decide they are going to sleep.











"Some to seek success. Others to seek fame..."

"Some to seek success. Others to seek fame..."







"We play with honor. For the love of this game..." "We play with honor. For the love of this game..."









More poem, as Debbie fixes her makeup: "And with armor or without, we will toil in vain..."

More poem, as Debbie fixes her makeup: "And with armor or without, we will toil in vain..."











"So that someday, someone, somewhere, will remember our name."

"So that someday, someone, somewhere, will remember our name."































Nailed it.

Nailed it.

Now... I've watched this scene about ten times. And I don't know what is funnier. The fact that Coach has prepared a poem, and has obviously practiced it so often that he can recite it from memory at Tribal Council? Or the fact that the jurors immediately know what is coming, and immediately go to sleep. Or hell, how about the fact that the editors love Coach and his ridiculousness so much that they throw in an artsy dissolve (which is something they rarely ever do), where we cut back and forth between Coach talking and the jurors sleeping through his poem.





Seriously. Check out the animated gif of the scene that Juhani has prepared for us below. Just check out the love by those editors!











Inspirational Fail

Inspirational Fail











Actually no, screw that. I know what the funniest part of the scene is. The funniest part is that Probst doesn't even react to Coach's poem. He doesn't even flinch, or smile, or comment, or shake his head, or ask Coach a follow up question, or anything. He just deadpans right through it, like this is something that happens at every single Tribal Council.



Coach probably expected some great bit show of response from Probst, and all he gets is this:



















"I can't think of a better way to lead us into the vote. J.T., you're up."

"I can't think of a better way to lead us into the vote. J.T., you're up."

Ha ha ha.



Sorry, I just love Coach.



Oh yeah, and did the poem have any effect on Coach's standing in the game whatsoever?



Did the poem make a difference?



















Nope

Nope



*smuff*

*smuff*

character

is exactly what he was talking about!







