Coach Ray Bussard passed away last evening in Knoxville, Tennessee. If anyone had the pleasure to know Coach Bussard, he was a very colorful, loud, and gracious man. His opponents both feared and loathed him. He was always looking for a loophole in the rules to gain an advantage. Respected and loved by his swimmers, he will be missed.
"The strong oak bends to sudden wind,
and strengthens in the calm.
But you my friend
must climb those limbs,
and pluck the fruit from spoil."
Rest in peace Coach Bussard.
My club coach was a Bussard graduate. Thus, I did my share of Tennessee turns back in the day.
Mine came along after had left Bussard but we still have to do those darn turns. I'm so bad at anything that requires holding my breath that these turns burn! But my coach loves them.
My club coach was a Bussard graduate. Thus, I did my share of Tennessee turns back in the day.
Mine came along after had left Bussard but we still have to do those darn turns. I'm so bad at anything that requires holding my breath that these turns burn! But my coach loves them.
