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Dear Coach To-Be,
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Photo by Max Waugh
and Toby Nelson, courtesy of maxwaugh.com |
Your new team, the Washington Huskies, has just
concluded its worst season ever. The fan base is dwindling, the stadium is
running on half empty, and the last coach took a hike. Furthermore, the
Huskies’ sled is mired in Field Turf, caught in between the Don James era
and the twenty-first century. You’ll have to jump into a worm hole to pull
it out and then drag it kicking and screaming into 2K+5. |
Coach, here's a warning label for your new product, the UW
football team.
The streaks involving non-losing seasons and
scoring-in-consecutive games have vanished a la Lance Burton and Margaret
Mitchell, infuriating us nerdish fans.
No big deal? You need a Husky history lesson:
Washington’s most successful coach, Gil Dobie (58-0-3), was
given the heave ho by the U-dub "librarian," a guy named Henry.
In fact, every coach
since Gloomy Gil, who has coached more than one year at the UW, has either been
fired or has resigned under fire.
Okay, so that's par for the course for a coach, but hear me out.
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The Slickster
was fired for participating in an auction, even though an advisor said it was
okay to bid.
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Lambo said thirty years of service deserved better.
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The Dawgfather
said his problems started with the Seattle Times.
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One guy jumped ship, somewhat royally, after just one year
at the helm.
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One coach claimed a booster started a players' mutiny
that torched his
career.
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An outsider started another
mutiny that embroiled a coach.
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The Cowboy’s parting shot destroyed a whole conference.
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Whisky
Jim said he got a "Pearl Harbor deal."
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The Prez torpedoed Baggie’s recruiting
efforts.
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Dobie was falsely accused of starting a mutiny.
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Claude Hunt, who quit in a huff, pulled a Grover Cleveland, sandwiching his terms.
We had an AD whose fascination with the Slickster made two
states mad at her; another AD diverted money from a football exhibition to a booster’s
slush
fund.
A fruit-basket scandal threw rotten apples on the
Dawgfather's dynasty.
Big Brother two-platooned the Big Fella’s empire. One booster got keelhauled for
piloting a boat, whose token-taker charged too little. The King and Billy Joe
(almost) took pay cuts
when they turned pro.
This is a school victimized by mutineers, serial dynasty
killers and a local media that doesn’t give a rat's rear end for its successes on the
gridiron.
But it ain't all bad, coach.
Now for the good news.
Thirty-nine of the 44 two-deeps return. Your likely starting
quarterback, Isaiah Stanback, and his go-to-guy, Craig Chambers, have the
potential of being the best pass-catching combo in the league. They’re kind of a
Pickett/Williams deal.
A "dapple-hair" Douglas kicks with the power of Panza's mule.
And I'm not being quixotic.
You can only improve on last season’s 1-10 record; you’ve
got a tap-in with Idaho. You get the Peevers and Palosers (both gimmes) in
Seattle. That’s 3-8 before the season even starts, a heck of an improvement. In
fact, I’ll settle for that right now.
Seven of your eleven games are mostly at home, one near
some railroad tracks, from where you can pour diesel fuel on the Falcons' air game,
which thrives on kerosene. That should add fuel to the Huskies' fire.
Most of a solid defense returns. With the exception of
Khalif and his backup, the OL all return.
What you need to do.
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You need to recruit, recruit, recruit. Didn't think
of that one, did ya?
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Like the local sportswriters, never talk about Nate,
Lorenzo, Rick, and Barbara in the same click of the mouse.
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Bring in a power running back and/or give Johnie a hard
look, lest a dark shroud curtain the program.
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Strengthen both the offensive and defensive lines -- in more
than one way.
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Bring in some playmakers, lest you be played out at
season's end.
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If necessary, settle the three-way quarterback controversy by
bringing in a JC transfer. You know, a lantern-jaw QB with high levels of
free testosterone who sports a heavy beard that can be grown into impressive
game-day stubble a la Chandler.
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Don’t tinker with Casey's sidearm motion or give him a
tutor -- he's all academic in the league. Think Carr, Rivers and Favre. (Note: You might want to rethink
this).
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Settle on one quarterback and go with him all season.
Right now, numero uno appears to be Isaiah, unless you bring in the J.C.
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Hang on to Scott , Randy, Jimmy, and Chris, all able
assistants.
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Consult with Gilby about what
went wrong. No schadenfreude, please. Schadenfreude is the latest buzzword on
the Internet message boards; BTW, don't read the boards.
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Build up the confidence of your quarterbacks and players.
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Turn on the rock music during practices.
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No Bear Crawls after practice. They’re degrading. If a
guy doesn’t work hard, don’t play him.
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Be a player’s coach. Never curse a player, question his
manhood, or grab his face mask. Don’t act like Woody or Vince, for their
methods have vanished under the light of Pete Carroll's successes.
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Emphasize studying and the importance of graduating.
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Never leave your X's and O's lying around on XP. Learn to
encrypt files and make a password recovery disk. Be on the lookout for
snitches and Trojans, no pun intended.
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Never use a cell phone in an airport; never lie to your
AD; never fly in
boosters' aircraft.
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Give Todd and Mark several years to tear up the track,
to start improving Husky Stadium and to bring back the purple jerseys, all if
not sooner.
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Be nice to the beat writers who stand in the rain. (Pray
for a sou'easter when the Trojans come to town). Loquaciously feed
the columnists and sports editors earfuls of jabberwocky.
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Get a badge number at Boeing, and in case things don’t
pan out, craft your exit speech now and think up an endearing sobriquet for
yourself.
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Oh, I almost forgot. You need to beat
Oregon. And
that's no "bunk," historically speaking.
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Now burn this letter.
Your Pal, Mal.
P.S., that's a picture of Gilby and Todd at the
top. Beware of the satirist, Max Waugh. Oh, yeah, bring back the Saturday
Evening Post.
Richard Linde (a.k.a., Malamute) can be reached at
malamute@4malamute.com |