Letter to the Editor: Cutting football broke hearts

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بيع اسهم عن طريق اولاين I’ve heard some talk of the good old days, from seniors who signed at Northeastern with dreams of playing for a coach that would lead them to championships and winning seasons, like the 2002 season. In a time before Rocky Hager and Peter Roby, the football team was a force to be reckoned with. Jokes about winning seasons weren’t just jabs sometimes made by in The News’ editorial page. Since I have been at Northeastern, I have watched the team win two games my freshman year, one game my sophomore year and three games this year. Since Hager was hired in 2004, the team has not had one winning season. Not one. Instead of firing the man after consistently leading his team to five straight years of losses, you decide to let them flounder and remain uninspired by a coach and most of his staff. As far as any outsider can see, you simply allowed Rocky to stay here and coach those boys to their graves. How can you cut a team who is doing well? You can’t. It’s far easier to cut a team who is uninspired and consistently winless. Leave a man in charge, making what I would guess to be a six-figure salary, who’s constantly leading his men straight to a loss. I am definitely looking to go into the wrong field. I should be looking to be a coach at Northeastern, where wins don’t help you keep your job. Evidently, losses do.

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enter ‘- Amanda Farrell Johnson is a sophomore journalism major.

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