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Showing posts with label Ty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ty. Show all posts

Monday, October 20, 2008

For UW Fans Only

Ty Willingham is the current head football coach at the University of Washington. The legacy of UW football is one of tough linemen, stout defense, and class, not to mention winning. Willingham, at this moment, has a record of 11-31. 11 Wins. 31 Losses. If you finished 11 of 42 assignments on time at your job, you would have been fired at the 20-miss mark.

And yet Ty won't step down, and the Athletic Director won't fire him, because of some type of "commitment." This is a business. If you are this bad, your position needs to be handled by somebody else. The Dawgs are being embarrassed on a weekly basis, not by the other teams who trounce them, but by the coach and the staff that fails them. Jake Locker could have gone ANYWHERE in the nation to play QB. He chose the UW. And he's come up short because these coaches cannot properly implement the plan around the main cog. So where does that leave us?

Well, Ty Willingham is nothing if not staunch. He's stubborn. He's stone-faced and tries to remain positive about all of this, making excuses for how this one got away. Every friggin' week. SCREW THAT. I want a coach that screams about how his defensive coordinator isn't coaching downward to make sure that LBs and Safeties aren't taking bad angles on ball carriers breaking into the secondary... AGAIN. And a line coach that demands we get at least 2 guys over 290lbs with suspect police involvement in their past. And yet Ty sits there and challenges everyone outside the program to figure out what's wrong. He has no answers. It's NOT WORKING OUT, TYRONE.

He needs to step down. This is not "quitting," mind you. If it was 3 games into a season and they'd lost 3 in a row, that's quitting. But he's lost 8 in a row, and is facing the meat of the Pac-10 schedule here. And he has the fates and attitudes of 100 UW football players on his desk every day. And he has cut a lot of ties to Husky greats because he doesn't rally the past into the present. That's affecting the future, also, because great potential recruits are dropping visits to the UW in favor of rival schools in the Pac-10, and elsewhere.

So if the UW is concerned about the future and present of UW Football, they need to fire Ty. Ty's not going to quit. He's only going to drive further the plow through the minds of these players about what it takes to win a game, and the deeper and longer that rut, the harder it will be to fill it back in. FIRE TY WILLINGHAM. Yesterday.



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Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Extreme Home Foreclosure

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Some folks in Georgia who had their home rebuilt and lives re-organized by the "Extreme Home Makeover" conglomerate of Sears, KMart, loving neighbors, and Ty Pennington's questionable construction skills, done-gone and got their house in Foreclosure.

See, they leveraged their house, which was fully donated to them after they pleaded for it, so's they could get a loan to start a construction business. $450,000. In a row.

See, when you're given THE... not "a" but THE... second chance of a lifetime to spring-board your entire family into the joys of middle-class living, you sit squarely on that donated, luxurious micro-suede armchair, pack on 14 pounds, and STOP TRYING TO DO THINGS YOUR WAY. It was YOUR WAY that got you into needing your life made-the-hell-over, sweetheart. You get fat, you go to Church, coach some tee-ball, and STOP TRYING TO EXCEL.

So now, these folks have to find a home like the one that was built for their family, specifically. Good luck. My heart goes out to them, because they're going to catch a ration of verbal outrage unseen since Jesse Jackson's home movies. But only up to the level of fairness.

It would be fantastically American to see them drive up to the Foreclosure finalizing in a relatively new, still-being-paid-on truck.

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