
We want to go to there
After sitting on this, I’ve come to realize this is a horribly unfair schedule, relative to the conference. The ACC must hate affirmative action. They must be in cahoots with The Man. This is worse than the original reference to Murder Incorporated. This is Captain Willard realizing he has to kill Colonel Kurtz. He doesn’t want to. He loves the guy. Admires him. Respects him. Wishes he could serve under him. But orders are orders, and dems da breaks. We can’t all slide through life as a snail on a razor blade.
Nah, I keed, I keed. Kurtz wanted to die.
In actuality, this is a fantastic opportunity. Miami can regain some huge national exposure from doing well early on. Everyone, and I mean everyone, will be writing off this young and raw group with two newly hired coordinators. This team wasn’t going undefeated anyways. Randy can band the entire team around this schedule and low preseason expectations. Hopefully we can see a whole season reminiscent of the 2005 Va Tech game. Total beat downs from unsuspecting opponents and national media.
The real problem is for the Canes fans. For the next 6 months, I don’t know if Miami will start 0-4, and have a totally lost season come the first week of October, or be 3-1 and sitting pretty in both the ACC and national title race. Miami can go 6-6 next year, look light years ahead of this past season, and no one outside of South Florida will realize it. But, you know what? I want these big games. I want to be the talk of the preseason. High risk, high reward thing. Miami is getting back to the great OoC opponents in the coming years: home and homes with Ohio State, Nebraska, Pittsburgh, Kansas State, and Cincinnati, with the second half of the Florida contract still to come as well.
Well, there is only one logical conclusion. The ACC must not want one of its two marquee programs in the title game. I guess they like being the laughing stock of the country, namely the BCS Big 6. When Va Tech and BC play to 5,000 people, and ABC has to crop their wide shots for 3+ hours to hide it, they must all chuckle in their booth, loving the fact they are paid to endorse this atrocious shit.
All roads lead to Tampa.
The ACC officially
Kirby Hocutt, fresh off his 

Lou Brown: Hocutt! Gimme all your requirements goddamit! I need to know what I’m looking for.
Kirby: Well, Lou, we want someone who runs the Cover 2 Base defense, blitzes rarely, utilizing the front four to put all the pressure, and can pin their ears back once we get a two touchdown lead.
LB: Well, shit. I know a great guy. Knew him back in my days in Cleveland. You might of heard of him, Bob Stoops? He wasn’t much of a career climber. He’s probably still washing cars in the off-season up there in Youngstown, earn a couple extra bucks.
KH: Uh, Lou, Bob Stoops is the head coach of Oklahoma. Has been for over 10 years.
LB: Well, shit. I knew I shouldn’t have moved to London once Taylor took my job. I was doing that sack of shit catcher a favor!
KH: And Lou, we sort of have a budget concern with our Defensive Coordinator hire. We broke the bank on Mark Whipple, and need to keep this one on the lower end of the scale.
LB: No problem Hocutt. I have a great idea. Check out this sketch I just made to scrap together some funds.
KH: Uh, Lou, I don’t think Randy will be OK with this idea. Maybe we can just re-direct some funds from the tennis and diving teams. They run a surplus every few years. President Shalala has been very adamant about not overspending on the coordinators.
LB: Forget about the curve ball Hocutt, give Shalala the heater!
KH: Well, I don’t know Lou. She can be pretty intimidating.
LB: Come on Hocutt, get in front of the damn woman! Don’t give me this “olé” bullshit! Go in there, walk right past her lady secretary, and tell her you are bringing in whoever you damn please! And you’re gonna wine and dine ‘em! Show ‘em the town! Automatic Slims! Mango’s! Monty’s Raw Bar in the Grove!
KH: Lou, I can’t do that. President Shalala insisted no overspending. I can’t take someone out to South Beach, let alone Monty’s. Maybe we can do Chicken Kitchen, but only if I pay.
LB: Chicken Kitchen?! I’ve had it with this nickel and dime shit! I want that bitch on the phone!
KH: Lou, this isn’t a good idea-
LB: Hocutt. Look here. Try this. Throw this in front of your boosters. It worked for me before.
KH: Lou, that is sick. You are a dirty old man. President Shalala has been nothing but supportive to the football team.
LB: You don’t wise up and listen to me Hocutt, and guess who’ll be bagging groceries in a couple of weeks! You’re from Ohio, right? I hear the other Miami is hiring. You ever think of going back there for a few? I have connections up there. You and Dorn can tag team some third rate hookers out on Lake Erie for all I care!
KH: I’ll get back to you on this Lou. Thanks for your advice.
LB: (sighs) Oh, no problem Kirby. (pause) But hey, I figure we ought to hang out together for a while today and see if we can give all those stuck up Coral Gables people a nice big shitburger to eat! Whaddaya say Kirb?”
KH: Uh…I have to go now Lou…I’ll have our secretary get you your check.
LB: Well, alright Hocutt! Now you’re talking. I love this Coral Gables shit! I just might move here!

Look at me. Look at me, okay? Technically, I shouldn’t be getting laid with all these recruits, but I do. And do you know why? Because when I’m hanging out with a recruit, that’s all I’m doing is hanging out, talking, listening. I’m not sitting there thinking about how to get in bed with them. And this completely confuses them because they’re saying “Wait a minute. I’m so much better looking than this guy. I’m on ESPN’s Top 150. Isn’t he attracted to me?” The basic principle: We pursue that which retreats from us.
