Every offensive lineman hates the 7-man sled. Driving the 7-man sled is plowing a field without an engine or a horse. It is primitive. An overseer coach shouting at his slave players "to drive, drive, god-damnit" is the closest an American can get to 19th century agriculture.
It is also a horrible teaching tool. The sled does not move. It leads to bad habits like putting your head down. It reinforces sloppy technique as players' legs get tired. It does nothing to aide footwork. It causes injuries. It causes fat men to puke and cry (sometimes at the same time.) Unless all seven men have the same strength, height, and hit the sled at the exact same time, something is screwed up which leads to the coach screaming, "hit it again god-damnit."
But, if I started coaching offensive linemen tomorrow, I would make them drive the 7-man sled. I would shout, "Drive. Drive. That's horseshit effort. Do it again."
This cycle is life. Bad habits repeat themselves, until some brave individual decides to do something different and succeeds. Then everyone else follows.
This post should have been titled "the state of the economics profession." Everyone knows what we are doing is wrong, but who is willing to try something different?
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It is about courage. Courage to face failure should it happen. If your decisions were not permanent, would you chance more? If time ran in a circle instead of a straight line.
Its about showing those guys behind you that you can do it better than they can. It's about making an example of someone that can't. It's about falling on your ass if you put in a half assed effort (prob the best lesson).
It's about somebody yelling for the running backs and recievers to get the hell out of the way because the line is covering someground with 2000 lbs of steel made in 1950 on the losing end.
In the end, I guess really just pride.
GGM
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