Well, I wish Urban Meyer was my son… yes, I really do.
Because I’d take the young man back of the wood shed for a whooping to get his thinking right.
I’d tell him, “boy, you don’t talk to the nice BCS people like that. They’re doing a tough and unpopular job and you don’t have the smarts to be complaining.
So while he’s pulling his britches up over his smoked back side, I’d say. “let me say one more thing about the kid’s lives you’re playing with…”
What were you thinking when you said:
“ When I was at Bowling Green and 36 years old,
I was screaming and yelling . . . that we needed
a playoff system.”
“Well, boy? speak up” “Son, I gotta tell ya that a lot of folks are getting injured in the new 12 game system that might not have otherwise and YOUR solution is good for coaches but kinda tough on the players. So you’d add three more games or what? “ “I have also seen you pass the buck, fail to praise or recognize your players or coaches and I don’t think you fool anyone when you say:”
“It’s been there, a little bit of selfishness and other issues
we have had to deal with during the course
of the year. (Urban Meyer quote)”