Urban Meyer ran Florida's practice Monday. Don't get used to this picture.
(Folks. If some of this looks familiar, it’s because it is an expanded version of the early morning blog on Urban Meyer, rewritten for print purposes. It made more sense to post it as a new blog than replace the old one. Thanks.)
He has had chest pains for four years. He has headaches that Advil can’t fix. He has a cyst on his brain that becomes inflamed every time he’s under significant stress, which for an SEC coach begins at breakfast, assuming you have breakfast. He recently suffered from such dehydration and dizziness following the SEC championship game that he fainted.
Urban Meyer was thinking clearly when he announced he was stepping away from coaching. Now he’s not thinking at all. He may be the best coach in college football today, but he just committed the cardinal sin of his profession: He made a decision based solely on emotion.
Since Meyer pulled a 180, kinda, sorta, about his future, we
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2.) We STILL almost didn’t make it the game. Our taxi from the hotel did I nice little swerve and side slide on the New Jersey Turnpike after the doofus driving the Lexus in front of us lost control because he was driving too fast, spun out and kissed the wall. Our driver apologized for startling us. Apologize? For what? He just gave me a blog lead. Of course, now Ledbetter is screaming at me for not taking a picture of the Lexus.
everything. Having a cab driver from Brooklyn apologize was
