These comments are in no particular order.
1. I have great admiration for Notre Dame’s head coach, Brian Kelly. At half-time of the BCS championship game, the Irish were down by 28 points. The defense was having little success at stopping the run, the pass, or anything at all. Although ranked first in the nation, the Irish were not playmakers on this particular evening, and as some may say, the SEC were proving their dominance in football, yet again.
With that being said, when the reporter said to Kelly, “This doesn’t seem to be the defense that we’ve really grown accustomed to seeing all season. Where do the fixes come in the second half,” he did not give her a pile of malarkey about adjusting lines and squaring up the defense. He said, “Maybe Alabama doesn’t come back in the second half. It’s all Alabama. I mean, we can’t tackle them right now.”
He knew that the game was not going his way. He knew that they were probably going to lose by more than the fourteen-point spread. He gave a realistic answer about the game at hand. He gave a refreshing, honest answer.
2. The Indians have officially signed the right fielder Nick Swisher. I could tell you that this player makes me excited because he is an Ohio native, an OSU grad, and that he has a solid bat and is a good fielder. If I said those were the only reasons I like Swisher, I’d be lying. The real reason I am excited about Nick Swisher joining the Indians is because he is married to the actress Joanna Garcia. I fell in love with Garcia when she played Megan Smith on the CW’s Privileged. The character was always trying to write and figure out life while she tip-toed through the minefield of millionaire tutorees. You probably don’t remember the show because it only lasted one season. However, I have to imagine she is as cute and fun and quirky as the character she played. She will be residing in Cleveland soon, and I think she and I could be real BFF’s! I have a friend who works for the Indians. Maybe he can manage to get Joanna and me together for drinks!
3. My last random thought has to deal with another beloved, but awful, Cleveland sports team: the mighty, mighty Browns. You see, we have not been mighty in a long time; we have definitely not been mighty since we came back as an expansion team in 1999. We have failed with every coach, every offense, and every defense we have tried to run. We as fans have been through the ringer. However, when Randy Lerner announced the sale of the team to Jimmy Haslam, we fans got a new life. Could Jimmy Haslam be our savior? Could he finally figure out how to hire the right people to turn this ugly duckling into a swan?
Well, in the last week, they have interviewed everyone from Oregon’s Chip Kelly to Carolina’s offensive coordinator Rob Chudzinski. Although these candidates are solid choices, I think we need a man who has proven himself already as a head coach in the NFL. Who we need is Bill Cower. He played here, and he knows what it was like to win here. He coached Pittsburgh, and he knows what it was like to beat us.
Thomas Woolfe said, “You Can’t Go Home Again,” but I respectively disagree with this iconic author. Not only can you go home again, I think you should! So Mr. Cower, if you are listening, why wait another four or five years to get back into the game? Do it now because you’re a romantic and you love the game. Do it because you love it so much that your muscles tense and you lick your chops every time you see the ridiculous calls that coaches make. Do it because this team needs you, and frankly, you need this team!