Coochy Coachy Coo? (M/M)

This was sorta roundabout...I drew the guy in the center before I knew what I'd do with him.  

The playbook idea was something I'd kicked around a few weeks back, although I had originally been assuming more of a husky musclebear build (more surface area, yanno?  Guess I'm too much in a beefcake mood lately).  In the end the pose was too useful to not do SOMETHING with, so I converted this guy to a coach, and padded it out with the background poses.

I actually appreciate coaches almost more than football players.  Cranky guys who yell a lot are always fun in my book, and I rather like a bit more middle-aged beef now and then.  I've always enjoyed the thought of an enormously brawny coach who is far bigger than any of his players, and never lets them forget that.  So, they decide to take him down a notch, and he ends up being the new surface for their playbook demos.  It's a fun three-step process; painting the play on (don't squirm or they'll have to start over!), using pokey pointers to trace out the actions, and then a nice soft scrubbing brush to clean it for the next play.
Random observation: why are most coaches lacking facial hair?  I wanted to add some, but it didn't "look" right when I did.

Or, maybe I just felt like some abs, and drew myself some abs.  Either way.

For all you non-Americans who probably have no idea what this "football" stuff is, don't worry, I'm not really into sports either, I just like jocks.  Roll with it!