I am always intrigued when big time programs make big time hires and then have to make a changes. In my mind selecting a coach is so much more than finding the top assistant on a successful staff. Years ago LSU struck out with the hire of Curley Hallman. Turned out his "old school ways" didn't play to well with SEC caliber athletes, and no Brett Favre didn't help either. He did, however, have Divison I head coaching experience. Even Urban "fraud" Meyer earned his srtipes at Utah before moving to the swamp. Choosing an assistant is a risky proposition. Below are two takes on the firing of Florida coach Will Muschamp. The first is by Kim Klement of USA Today Sports and the second by Matt Hinton, a staff writer at Grantland. Really good assistants don't necessarily make great head coaches.
The Sad Reality Behind Will Muschamp’s Departure
by Kim Klement
Prior to
Sunday, I’d be hard-pressed to tell you the last time the sports world had
legitimately made me sad. Excited, enthralled, intrigued, frustrated,
disturbed: those all come and go on a weekly, if not daily, basis. But
saddened? I figured myself to be too old, too jaded, and too desensitized to
feel such a tangible emotion.
I’ve never met Will Muschamp. The closest I ever came was when I delivered
100 Jimmy John’s subs to his brother Mike’s Lovett Lions football team on
a random August afternoon in 2012. I’ll probably never meet Will Muschamp.
And yet I feel badly for him.
It’s interesting to read all of the eulogies on Muschamp. Each one parses his
record at Florida – all that went wrong, and how things could’ve been different
– while also propping up “Will Muschamp The Man.” This golden-hearted figure
who did things the “right way” and whose only flaw was that his team
didn’t win games. It’s as if his personal and professional lives are
mutually exclusive. That only Coach Muschamp wore the weight of the
program; Man Muschamp was absolved from any criticism.
I don’t know Will Muschamp – The Coach or The Man – other than from what I’ve
viewed on television, and the one thing that always struck me was that, on the
sidelines, he’s an id personified. There was never holding back any
emotion – happy, mad, glad, sad: he felt it, you saw it. In the computer world
it’s WYSIWYG: what you see is what you get.
Muschamp’s no bullshit approach was the same behind the podium.
He understood the scrutiny and the pressures, and accepted them
all. He wore every loss across his broad shoulders, bloodied knuckles, and
deadened eyes. He was a man who understood his own mortality.
And that, I think, is what makes his firing so difficult. It wasn’t lack of
effort. It wasn’t lack of passion. It wasn’t NCAA sanctions or legal
issues or seedy incidents with coeds. There’s no reason to hate Will Muschamp
for anything other than failing to score a few more points.
Anyone who has ever failed can feel empathy for Muschamp. Sadly, in life, how
hard you try is only one part of the equation. It is a results-oreiented
world in which we live.
Similarly, anyone who has ever been in management can feel empathetic towards
Jeremy Foley. Sometimes you hire a guaranteed winner, only to later learn of
their tragic flaw. Stripping away admiration, exorcising emotions and
confronting the cold reality of an employee’s unmet goals is agonizing.
Monday’s press conference was not a firing, but rather a divorce. It was two
parties who came together in love and youthful exuberance. Yet, despite their
lingering affection, they could never steady the business end of their
relationship. The only villain in this tale is unrealized expectations.
And there is where the sadness resides. If Muschamp’s tenure has taught us
anything, it’s that no matter how hard you try, how much you invest, how nice
you are, and how strongly all parties involved want something to
succeed, you can still fail.
However, in the run up to his departure, Muschamp is leaving perhaps
his most indelible lesson: “life is 10 percent of what happens to you and
90 percent how you respond.”
I’ve never met Will Muschamp. The closest I ever came was when I delivered 100 Jimmy John’s subs to his brother Mike’s Lovett Lions football team on a random August afternoon in 2012. I’ll probably never meet Will Muschamp.
And yet I feel badly for him.
It’s interesting to read all of the eulogies on Muschamp. Each one parses his record at Florida – all that went wrong, and how things could’ve been different – while also propping up “Will Muschamp The Man.” This golden-hearted figure who did things the “right way” and whose only flaw was that his team didn’t win games. It’s as if his personal and professional lives are mutually exclusive. That only Coach Muschamp wore the weight of the program; Man Muschamp was absolved from any criticism.
I don’t know Will Muschamp – The Coach or The Man – other than from what I’ve viewed on television, and the one thing that always struck me was that, on the sidelines, he’s an id personified. There was never holding back any emotion – happy, mad, glad, sad: he felt it, you saw it. In the computer world it’s WYSIWYG: what you see is what you get.
Muschamp’s no bullshit approach was the same behind the podium. He understood the scrutiny and the pressures, and accepted them all. He wore every loss across his broad shoulders, bloodied knuckles, and deadened eyes. He was a man who understood his own mortality.
And that, I think, is what makes his firing so difficult. It wasn’t lack of effort. It wasn’t lack of passion. It wasn’t NCAA sanctions or legal issues or seedy incidents with coeds. There’s no reason to hate Will Muschamp for anything other than failing to score a few more points.
Anyone who has ever failed can feel empathy for Muschamp. Sadly, in life, how hard you try is only one part of the equation. It is a results-oreiented world in which we live.
Similarly, anyone who has ever been in management can feel empathetic towards Jeremy Foley. Sometimes you hire a guaranteed winner, only to later learn of their tragic flaw. Stripping away admiration, exorcising emotions and confronting the cold reality of an employee’s unmet goals is agonizing.
Monday’s press conference was not a firing, but rather a divorce. It was two parties who came together in love and youthful exuberance. Yet, despite their lingering affection, they could never steady the business end of their relationship. The only villain in this tale is unrealized expectations.
And there is where the sadness resides. If Muschamp’s tenure has taught us anything, it’s that no matter how hard you try, how much you invest, how nice you are, and how strongly all parties involved want something to succeed, you can still fail.
However, in the run up to his departure, Muschamp is leaving perhaps his most indelible lesson: “life is 10 percent of what happens to you and 90 percent how you respond.”
Coach Boom Finally Goes Bust at UF
By Matt Hinton
To no
one’s surprise, Saturday’s 23-20 loss to
South Carolina marked the official end of the Will Muschamp era at Florida, a
four-year odyssey that will soon be remembered for nothing in particular.
Blessed with enviable talent and resources even by the rapidly escalating
standards of the SEC, Muschamp’s teams achieved a record of almost perfect
mediocrity, going 27-20 overall and 17-15 in conference play. Say what you will
about Muschamp as an entertainingly volatile presence on the sideline: On
the field, win or lose, the product was never interesting.
If anything, the Gators’
commitment to mundanity was a kind of spectacle in itself. The prosaic persona
was, of course, by design: Although he worked for several high-profile head
coaches prior to landing the top job at Florida — most recently as Mack Brown’s
defensive coordinator and official successor-in-waiting at Texas — Muschamp’s
basic coaching instincts were forged under Nick Saban’s wing at LSU, and
his M.O. in Gainesville might be best described as a full-scale Sabanization in
spirit, if not in results. At best, Muschamp’s Gators took care of the ball on
offense, clamped down on defense, and seemed generally content to win with as
little scoring as possible. At worst, the pedestrian offense melted down in a
flurry of turnovers not even the top-shelf defense could overcome. When the results
fell somewhere in between, as they usually did, there was very little to do
except compare Muschamp’s outfit with much better Florida teams from the recent
past.
The
Gators’ best by far under Muschamp came in 2012, when they validated their
coach’s close-to-the-vest template with an 11-1 regular season and an at-large
Sugar Bowl bid. Offensively, though, even that campaign was a disaster: Florida
ranked 12th out of 14 teams in the SEC and 104th nationally in total offense, and failed to top 400 yards in any of its last seven games.
But the same offense committed only six turnovers in its 11 wins, which was more than
good enough opposite a top-10 defense stocked with future draft picks. Despite a collapse in
the bowl game, the Gators finished the season ranked ninth in the final AP
poll.
But that
success was an aberration, not the norm. In 2011, Muschamp’s first season,
Florida finished last in the SEC in turnover margin and won just seven
games. In 2013, the Gators won just four games amid an injury epidemic that
methodically struck down quarterback Jeff Driskel, his top backup, and five other
offensive starters over the course of the season, as well as its best player on defense. Florida averaged fewer yards per
game than any other SEC offense last season, failed to exceed 20 points in the
course of a seven-game losing streak to close the year, and subsequently sacrificed offensive coordinator Brent Pease, buying
Muschamp a temporary reprieve.
The
Gators got healthy entering 2014 and replaced Pease with Kurt Roper, who
arrived from Duke with an ostensibly up-tempo scheme that promised increased balance. The result: Florida still ranks 12th in
the SEC in total offense, having failed to top 100 yards passing in four of them. Driskel,
a fourth-year junior, was benched in favor of a true freshman, Treon Harris, after
the veteran delivered successive meltdowns against Alabama (9-of-28 passing for
93 yards, 2 INTs), Tennessee (11-of-23 for 59 yards, 3 INTs), LSU (14-of-25,
183 yards, 2 INTs), and Missouri (7-of-19, 50 yards, 2 INTs).
The loss
to Mizzou, a rock-bottom, 42-13 humiliation fueled
by four non-offensive touchdowns for the Tigers and six Florida turnovers in
all, ended with the remnants of the home crowd in the Swamp chanting “Fire
Muschamp.” Less than a month later, they got their wish.
So let it
be written: As a head coach, Muschamp made for a great defensive coordinator.
Florida ranked in the top 10 nationally in total defense in each of his first
three seasons, and currently ranks 20th in 2014, with the decline due mainly to
an uncharacteristic lapse against Alabama in September. He’s
only 43, and he’ll land on his feet as an actual defensive coordinator in short order. We
haven’t heard the last of Coach Boom.
Ironically,
between the nadir against Missouri and the pink slip over the weekend, Florida
turned in the most fully realized offensive performance of Muschamp’s tenure:
a 38-20
smackdown of his alma mater,
Georgia, in which the Gators ran 60 times for 418 yards with no pretense of
“balance” whatsoever. (Harris, making his first career start, was 3-of-6
passing against UGA for 27 yards.) For a single, solitary afternoon, against a
despised rival that boasted a 3-0 record in the series in Muschamp’s first
three seasons, his ideal vision for the program was a reality. It couldn’t save
his job once Florida eliminated itself from the SEC East race against South
Carolina, but just the once, he got to coach exactly the game that played out
in his head.
Meanwhile, despite reports to the contrary, it seems inevitable
that Florida will move forward with a list that includes Mississippi State
coach Dan Mullen and [insert candidate here]. Mullen is the dream
candidate: As an offensive coordinator, he was an integral part of Florida’s
SEC/BCS championship runs in 2006 and 2008 under Urban Meyer and has
succeeded in turning a perennial SEC doormat in Starkville into an emerging
powerhouse. Not that it’s necessarily going to be Mullen —
Michigan will likely be entering the Mullen sweepstakes in a few weeks as well,
and it remains to be seen if he’ll even be interested in leaving Mississippi
State while quarterback Dak Prescott still has eligibility remaining in 2015,
or parting when he’s (presumably) in line for a substantial raise at MSU.
Still, at
this point, any preliminary list of candidates that includes names other than
Mullen is spitballing for clicks. Florida’s best teams under Meyer in the past
decade and Steve Spurrier in the ’90s were always defined by their
prolific offenses, and the SEC in general has been dragged kicking and
screaming into the up-tempo spread era. There’s very little patience left for
slugging it out in battles of attrition, and this time around Florida isn’t in the
market for another coach who won’t acknowledge that reality.
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