10.10.06
The Ghost of Saint Bobby and the Driverless Hearse…
If there were any doubt that the Florida State players may as well be running the program Lord of the Flies-style, take the October 21 Funeral Nike-cash-grab Seminole Tribe Tribute Black-Out game against Boston College. While most programs would schedule such an affair for the dead of night, FSU will be kicking off at 3:30 in the afternoon, EST. Forget for a moment that there were rumors of counter-protests with folks wearing their white Noles gear to give the finger to Nike, and realize that this is what happens when a head coach plays patsy to family and former coaches – ESPN kicks your 2-loss ass out of primetime, and into regional coverage, and you take the field looking like a bunch of gold-domed ninjas in daylight. So not only has the funeral come, but there is none to even lead the procession.
So it is with grief, relief and sincerity that we laid a once proud coach and glory years of a program to rest last week, and it will be with curiosity, vigor and hopefully joy with which we will cheer this new team- a tribe only of leaderless and feral athletes. Without any imposed moral imperative they “became fear: hopeless fear on flying feet.”
FSU Football, circa 2006.
theredhookraider said,
October 10, 2006 at 3:33 pm
Halleck T. said,
October 11, 2006 at 6:40 am
Thanks, buddy. I’m serious though- for the rest of the foreseeable future I’m going to watch this team as if there are no coaches on the sideline. That way it’s just a bunch of wild athletes playing the game with no discernable direction. Much better than the alternative…
EDSBS » Archive » THE DRIVERLESS HEARSE THAT IS FSU said,
October 11, 2006 at 10:23 am
[...] Florida State’s well-chronicled descent into mediocrity–now suddenly a fact, judging from the sudden connections between their win-loss record, coaching staff management, and other terms of reality that journalistas are making–gets the proper treatment from The Itch, who comes up with the best analogy for Florida State’s sideline we’ve seen: Lord of the Flies. [...]
Your Weekend Primer… « The Itch - Dry, Flaky Sports Commentary said,
October 19, 2006 at 2:26 pm
[...] …in which the long death march makes it’s way to the Tallahassee gates, to lay to loam the soul of the King so formerly great. Also known as Lord of the FSU: Week 2. The Black Mass convenes on a hallowed yet unholy ground ‘neath a Mourning Star with a judgment so piercingly bright that none of the wailing masses may evade it’s castigating rays. For many of the inked crowd, clutching at their memories as they would a golden heirloom, the days of a known and cherished order are darkening – the ebon horses of Chaos now visible, nearing from the olive horizon. “The world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away.” (picks are after the jump) [...]