Urban Meyer and Something to Ease the Stress

It's ok if most of you don't know who Urban Meyer is.

Compared to most, his tenure as a major college football head coach hasn't been very long; only about 10 years.

But he's accomplished quite a bit. He brought to obscure programs (Bowling Green University and University of Utah) to national prominence in only 4 short years and won 2 national championships at University of Florida in another 4 year span. He retired for the 2010 and 2011 seasons due to health concerns.

Urban Meyer is the reason that Tim Tebow is a household name. At BGU, Utah, and Florida, Meyer was the most innovative and creative coach in the country, adapting his game-plan to his players rather than using inapt players for his schemes. He's highly regarded in the college football realm and achieved more success in 10 years than some coaches do in their entire career.

I used to love this guy as a head coach.

And now I hate him.

Let me quickly make something clear to you about college football rivalries. They're more than just about bragging rights. They're about pride, and prestige. They're the definition of what it means to "leave it all on the field."

The greatest rivalry in the entire athletic domain is the University of Michigan vs. Ohio State University. I'm a Michigan fan. Hardcore. I bleed maize and blue. I was happier than a pig in shit when the Wolverines beat the Buckeyes for the first time since 2003 last Saturday. So when I see that Urban Meyer has become Ohio State's newest headcoach, it makes me question the meaning of life.

This adds another dimension to the most storied rivalry in the game. Michigan is currently breaking in first year head coach Brady Hoke rather successfully. The Wolverines are boasting a 10-2 record under Hoke, their best since the 2006 season. Now Ohio State as a proven winner in a head coach, a guy who's been to the big games and came out the other side unscathed.

This doesn't make me want to drink. Stress from school does but that's a blog for another day. But I might have a few more than usual to try and get over the fact that a coach I was once a big fan of has sold out to the other side. Time to raid the liquor cabinet.