Many a man proclaims his own loyalty, but who can find a trustworthy man? Proverbs 20:6
Who can find a man more miserable than your average successful college football coach. They appear to be never satisfied. They can always do better. There’s always more work to be done. More film to be watched. More scheming. More recruits to call. More boosters to pacify. If there are roses near by, they won’t stop and smell them. They stay at an acute level of stress, with occasional wild fits of sideline rage, that would kill most men.
More to the point, they’re never content with where they are, yet they’re paid millions. They spend more time on the carousel than off it. And for what? The elusive unbeaten season? Obviously that’s not enough. A championship trophy? Nope. That’s hoisted one day and the next he’s handing the flight attendant his plane ticket.
All for a game. Perhaps all for money. Perhaps these men are blinded by ambition.
There have been legends who have worn distinctive fedoras–or visors–who have stayed long enough in one place for the field to be named after them. But by in large, coaches are a bunch of malcontents paid by malcontents (boosters, universities) to coach a team full of malcontents (athletes) to be watched and followed by thousands and thousands of perennial malcontents (fans).
Who would want that job? Who wants that kind of legacy? How can you break that many hearts and sleep at night? Maybe if your pillow is stuffed with cash. But the evidence is overwhelming that you’re anything but loyal!
If it’s your “dream job,” try staying put long enough for the boosters to break out the stencils.