As another football season comes to a close I can’t help but notice that I’ve now coached football for a total of 37 years. That calendar sure has a way of swiftly marking the passage of time. It doesn’t seem that long ago that I was the young guy on the coaching staff, always asking questions and rarely asked for my opinion. I started off as an assistant to an assistant. Now I’m the old guy who’s coached football longer than other coaches on the staff have been breathing air. 37 years makes for a long career! Along the way I’ve been able to work with countless athletes and coaches who I’ve come to think of as family. I’ve been ignored, listened to, taken for granted, praised, corrected, asked my opinion, and valued. Above all I feel that I’ve been blessed to have had the experiences I’ve had with the people that I had them with. So many memories! So many blessings!
As many young athletes, my dream was to one day play my sport professionally. My sport of choice was football and I was willing to work as hard as possible to make that dream become a reality. As the real world would have it, I was able to play at the high school, community college, and small university levels. It was a blessing I still cherish for me to play at each of these levels. In my senior season at the university I realized that if I wanted my association with football to continue, it would be on the other side of the whistle since I had reached the ceiling of my football playing potential. It was then that I started preparing myself to coach.
I was the starting left tackle at Western New Mexico University. My senior season saw us with a new head coach, Mike Drake. Coach Drake had recruited me to WNMU while he was the defensive coordinator. I really liked him and I was glad he had been named as head coach. Coach Drake brought in Tim Jaureguito as our offensive line coach. Coach J was a tireless worker who helped each of us on the offensive line to improve beyond our expectations. Up until that point I had only focused on my particular position, not worrying about what others had to do. My senior year would be different as I wanted to learn more about other positions so I would someday be able to coach. I became the bothersome player always asking Coach J questions about the whole offensive line. He patiently answered my questions and helped me learn more my senior season than I had ever learned before.
After I graduated from WNMU in 1985, Coach Drake offered me the opportunity to be Coach J’s assistant. I gratefully accepted and it became baptism by fire as I was immersed in the world of coaching college football. Very long days on and off the field gave me the opportunity to not only work hard, but also to learn much more about football than I ever did as a player. I also learned early that there were no days off during football season for a college coach. Under Coach J’s tutelage I learned so much about offensive line play that I felt prepared to progress in the field of coaching.
The following two seasons saw me coaching linemen at Huntington Park High School in the southeastern section of Los Angeles. There were only three of us on the varsity coaching staff. Head Coach Dwight Muskrath and defensive coordinator Al Parkhill both had patience with the young guy. Coach Muskrath had been asking for another coach for some time. The principal, Marjorie O’Hanlon, said she trusted me and had offered me the position while I was still at WNMU. Coach Muskrath didn’t get to interview me. I was simply put on his staff. I worked the way I had been taught to work at WNMU, and that is HARD! We had good success those two years and went deep into the playoffs each season. At the end of the second season another door of opportunity was opened.
East Los Angeles College was the community college where I had played football. Sometime while I was at WNMU the school had dropped the football program. After the 1987 season at HPHS I heard that ELAC was bringing their football program back and had named Al Padilla as head coach. Coach Padilla was an East LA coaching icon who had much success over the years at the high school and community college levels. He was my offensive line coach during my freshman season in 1978, Once I heard that football was returning to ELAC I swung by campus to congratulate him. We ended up talking for some time during which he offered me the position of offensive line coach despite me only having three years coaching experience. I was ecstatic and a bit overwhelmed. He gave me the holidays to think it over. After much prayer and thought, my wife and I agreed that this would be an opportunity not to pass up. I was named the offensive line coach even though there were two other coaches on staff who had much more experience in coaching the position. Coach Padilla proved to be the perfect mentor for me as he patiently helped me grow and improve in coaching the offensive line. Often he and I would be found in the football offices, long after all others had left, with him helping me learn with his father-like manner. I learned so much and the love I have for that kind man is eternal. After our second season my wife and I had got into a home in the Antelope Valley. Coach Padilla would help open another door of opportunity.
Brent Carder was a well-respected and accomplished community college football coach in California. He ran a respected program which had experienced much success under his tutelage. At an all-conference meeting Coach Padilla had mentioned to Coach Carder that one of his assistants was purchasing a house in the Antelope Valley. Coach Padilla thought that assistant coach was worth talking to. Appointments were made and I found myself in the office of Antelope Valley College’s head coach being interviewed for a possible position on his staff. Coach Carder’s longtime offensive line coach was moving over to coach defense, so Coach was willing to consider this outsider from East LA. After several nighttime interviews, despite having only five years coaching experience, Coach hired me as his offensive line coach. I would remain in that position for seventeen years until he retired and another door opened.
Replacing a legend is no easy task, but that is what awaited Perry Jehlicka as he was named the new head football coach at AVC. The college had not had to name a head coach for more than three and a half decades, so this was uncharted territory to all involved. Perry navigated the situation well and chose to keep the staff that had been in place during Coach Carder’s final year in coaching. For eight years I was kept on Perry’s staff until I felt it was time for me to step away from the sport that I had coached for thirty years. My retirement caught many by surprise, but I knew I was doing the right thing. Little did I know at the time, but a year later another door of opportunity would open.
I didn’t coach football during the 2015 season. I was retired and looking to move on to what awaited. After the season ended both my wife and son told me they thought I still had some coaching left in me. I hadn’t thought of it until then, but I thought since loved ones had that thought I should consider it. I reached out and some opportunities quickly presented themselves. The most intriguing came from James Vondra at Quartz Hill High School. After a long meeting with him, he offered me a position on his varsity staff. I was only looking to be an assistant to an assistant to make sure I still had the passion to coach, but James soon named me the varsity offensive line coach. QHHS had a great six-year run and I was lucky enough to be along for the ride. Five playoff opportunities (one season lost by all to COVID) with four playoff appearances. Three CIF championship games with two CIF titles. One Southern California Regional title and one State Championship game appearance. It was a great time to be part of a great coaching staff. Some of the most enjoyable years of my coaching career. I will forever be grateful to James Vondra for the opportunity he gave me. All good things must come to an end as James decided it was time to move on. With that move of his, another door of opportunity opened for me.
It was a difficult thing to see the breakup of the coaching staff at QHHS. We worked very well together and we had fun doing so. Some members of the staff went here and others went there. I had choices to make as opportunities were offered. Down deep the one place I wished to coach was at the place I had began coaching in the Antelope Valley…AVC. The opportunity seemed slim at times, but eventually things were worked out and I began coaching for the Marauders once again. It was July and not much time remained before the season began. Before I knew it the season was underway, then it was over with us finishing with a 5-5 record. The season was unique and at times undesirable. So much instability and uncertainty at every junction. I had hopes of having a “normal” season, but it was not to be. Nonetheless, I knew I was where I should be and I did my best. My hope is that I did some good. I sure tried!
A long career indeed! I started in 1985. I was blessed with great opportunities by trusting individuals. I did my best and more importantly I was able to be a family man along the way. Without my family I am nothing. With my family I am one blessed individual with a greater perspective than just that of a football coach. I have done my best to uphold the most-worth profession of coaching. I am not famous, yet I have no regrets. It’s been a great ride!
With all of the uncertainty surrounding my current position, I do not know what the future holds for me in coaching. I wish to continue and I know there is some good work to be a part of. Only time will tell what my course will be. In the meantime I remain grateful for the ride that has helped me develop my…VIEW FROM THE SIDELINE.