Thread by @_Dee_T

Ok so boom, Juan Dixon came to coach at udc my junior year. From day 1 he made it very clear that he did not want to coach women’s basketball and that his goal was to get to the mens side pronto

As far as coaches go he was the worst coach I had in any sport. Not because he didn’t “know the game” but cause he didn’t know how to work with the players he had.

He also brought a few his concubines to away games. One even road on the team bus from the hotel to the gym. Bold I’ll say.

Fast forward through a losing season with what I would consider a talented team with bad leadership.

During the off season there was a alteration in my student apartment involving my then teammate. For legal purposes we will call the former team mate Rell, then girlfriend Bee, and ex girlfriend Tony.

Rell was cheating on Bee with Tony. Tony decides to come by the apartment one day to see another friend Dion. Bee just happens to be there when Tony gets in the room.

Push comes to shove … literally. Next thing I know there’s a WWE smack down in my living room. Wigs was flying, bitches was bleeding and mace was sprayed.

Now I like to mind my mothafucking business but apparently then team mate Rell was upset with me for not helping her while she was getting her ass beat.

Rell went to Juan about the fight and this mfer KICKED ME OFF THE TEAM. Mind you I’m on scholarship bout to go into my senior year and this mfer kicks me off the team cause Rell was cheating got caught and caught a beat down for it. Some fucked up shit.

Anyway we got the arguing cause that’s some bull shit. Somewhere in me getting fired on my day off he mentions again “See this is why I didn’t want to coach women’s basketball, dealing with this shit”

2 weeks later he quit and started the coaching job at Coppin !!!! How you gonna kick me off, KNOWING you leaving anyway.

Whewww it felt so good to tell my story. In conclusion.

FUXK YOU Juan Dixon

FUXK YOU Rell scary ass hoe. Haha that’s why you and your girl Bee got y’all ass beat 😝

#RHOP #JuanDixon

Oh the athletic director apologized a year later for “the way everything was handled” and they gave me a senior night even though I didn’t play. It’s still F all of them.