It's interesting that you say this. I find that I had about as many good/great English teachers as I did in other subjects, but there weren't many mediocre English teachers.
I had a math teacher who literally never got up from his desk, visibly counting down the years until he could collect his pension. I had similarly checked out history and science teachers.
The not-good English teachers I had, however, seemed mad at the world and out for blood. The name written on an assignment had a stronger correlation with the grade than the content, so the only path to an A was to stroke the teacher's ego
I even had a pair of friends do a blinded experiment to confirm this. They each would type out their assignment, then would call each other and flip a coin; Heads they write their own name, Tails they write the other person's name.
In another occurrence, I had gotten on a teacher's bad-side and so the grades on my papers had a hard ceiling of a C. I asked my dad for advice, and it was roughly: Talk to the teacher, apologize for "not applying myself" offer to redo back assignments. She didn't even have me redo any back assignments, but suddenly I was getting As and Bs again.
Another occurance: I got my first paper of the class back with the only markings on it "58, almost an A paper." Here was the dialog that ensued:
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Me: How many points is this out of?
Teacher: 100
Me: Is the class graded on a curve?
Teacher: No, straight 90/80/70
Me: So how is 58 "almost an A paper?"
Teacher: Well, just a few tweaks and it would be great,[encouraging tone] I'm sure you'll do well in my course!
Me: ...
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To this day I still have not figured out what was going on in that teacher's mind. It was a rare real-world moment where I honestly couldn't tell if I was being trolled or not.