Coach Hipke passed away on January 19, 2013 at the age of 78 in Crystal River, Florida. Can the admins move his name to the 2013 list instead of unknown?
Coach Hipke was one of the best coaches I ever knew. Tough, Focused. Energetic. Enthusiastic. Strong as an bull. My favorite football memory of Coach Hipke was when a fight broke out during a game with Jackson High. While he was breaking up one fight, stepping between the two combatants and telling them to step back, some guy reached around the scrum from the side and popped Coach in the face. Coach Hipke turned, grabbed the punk by the jersey, lifted him a foot off the ground, and walked fifty yards across the field shaking the kid like a rag doll, advising the kid of the error of his ways. The kid's feet never touched the ground for fifty yards, when Coach dropped him to the ground. He never hit or slapped the guy once, just shook some sense into him. A valuable teaching opportunity had been utilized, Coach's point had definitely been forever stamped in that terrified young man's mind, and a cheapshot wannabe warrior had been removed from the fray.
Mike Turner
Great coach, mentor, friend, Coach Hipke is missed!
Alvis Tubaugh
Mr. "Coach" Hipke. Mr. Isometric. What a good guy who would talk with and too you. Tubaugh
Don Boyd
Coach Hipke passed away on January 19, 2013 at the age of 78 in Crystal River, Florida. Can the admins move his name to the 2013 list instead of unknown?
Vincent D Mancusi Jr.
HARD CORD GUY--- BUT A GREAT COACH ---- R.I.P. T-BRED
Mel Johnson
Coach Hipke was one of the best coaches I ever knew. Tough, Focused. Energetic. Enthusiastic. Strong as an bull. My favorite football memory of Coach Hipke was when a fight broke out during a game with Jackson High. While he was breaking up one fight, stepping between the two combatants and telling them to step back, some guy reached around the scrum from the side and popped Coach in the face. Coach Hipke turned, grabbed the punk by the jersey, lifted him a foot off the ground, and walked fifty yards across the field shaking the kid like a rag doll, advising the kid of the error of his ways. The kid's feet never touched the ground for fifty yards, when Coach dropped him to the ground. He never hit or slapped the guy once, just shook some sense into him. A valuable teaching opportunity had been utilized, Coach's point had definitely been forever stamped in that terrified young man's mind, and a cheapshot wannabe warrior had been removed from the fray.