Every part of a jock’s life is an opportunity to embed the values of masculine orthodoxy. Those values are defined by Coach Schmidt – as every tribe of jocks everywhere is led by his own Coach. And those values are obvious; strength is beauty, harder is better, muscles matter, sex and sexuality are constant, the clothes make the man …
That last one seems dumb, but it shouldn’t be underestimated. You put a man in a frilly skirt, what will he feel about himself, and other men? You put a man in a sharp suit, what then? A bowtie with a pocket protector? A dirty pair of sweats? A policeman’s uniform? Clothes are important because they carry social and psychological weight. Dress a jock in a sexified football uniform, and what happens? The jock sees himself as a sexified football player. A sexified jock. And that’s what he is. It is no more than dressing a man up in the clothes that fit.
When his boys are on team-time, they dress in a set way. Their uniform. Otherwise, Coach lets them dress as they want so long as the clothes are in line with masculine orthodoxy. More, they should actively seek to create the image of a sex-addled, dumbed down, masc4masc jock douchebruh. Why? Because that’s what all of Coach’s boys are. It doesn’t take much convincing to get one of these guys to dress down to a strap, slap on a football crop and pick up a ball, one of dozens laying around the frat at all times. And it certainly doesn’t take convincing to get him to stay dressed as such. The positive reinforcement from his jock brothers in the frat is immediate and total. “Nice ass, bro!” “Looking fucking fire today, dude.” “Fuu~, let me borrow your crop when you’re done, bruh?” All said as they spank his ass, grab for his caged, leaking cock, or stop him in his tracks for a healthy bro-kiss.
The jock groupthink is at its strongest in the frat, and it’s only stronger when each of the jocks is dressed in a way that conveys, in no uncertain terms, that he is a slave to the orthodox mindset.
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