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No kidding!I think we should have a discussion on the most gifted and unrated musician. Mr. Pat Travers. Instead of Urban, the buckeye. Who has his his dream job doesn't give two sh$ts about us and has found new love of yoga.
Chasing Ambien with beer to sleep is not the same as snortin' whiskey and drinkin' cocaine."Chasing Ambien with beer to sleep." Probably listening to a lot of Pat Travers during that stretch as well.
I want Urban to drag his coin pouch across hot coals while dodging paint balls fired by A. Hern and singing Justin Bieber's song "Sorry." Only after that will he be forgiven.I almost get the sense reading the posts here that some of you never made a mistake in your life. Give me a break. Meyer is admitting to having had a faulty outlook on his job, his career, his family and how it all affected his health. I mean, how much remorse do you want?
He's growing as a coach and as a man. Give the guy credit. Life is an evolving process. We all make mistakes, we learn, we grow. I respect people who are able to overcome their mistakes more than those who somehow never make them.
Im not really sure if that is an alias of Ox or Rog.
This. Exactly. That's who he is. The only thing you left out was the speech with tears in his eyes about leaving to spend time with his family. complete with carefully constructed "spontaneous" evocative "from the heart" imagery/.Meyer is very concerned about his legacy, especially his wife (who responded to criticism coming out of Gainesville after he left). This article is pure legacy building in nature. His "plight" is a joke, considering he literally took one season off (if you only count 2011, and not 2010 when he wasn't doing much coaching in Gainesville)...and worked for ESPN, essentially full-time. So, to get over his "stress" he worked as a CFB analyst for ESPN. Yeah, he "needed" a break from coaching. He left Gainesville in January 2011 and started in Columbus in December 2011 (and possibly as early as November). This is him covering his ass because he knows, outside of Columbus, he's considered a full of sh*t assh*le.
I dunno. Works pretty well on my wife. :cool:Ambien and alcohol do not mix. Trust me on this. I've found out the hard way. He's lucky that he had his wife to lock him down. You literally sleep walk and don't remember what you did.
TLDR. He is a pvssy. We knew it already.
Chasing ambiens w beer to forget combat deaths of your friends? I get it. Chasing ambiens w beer bc of PTSD from Saban? Sorry, no sympathy.
I appreciate the 2 NC and handing our rivals their asses for the few years he was here. It was unchartered waters as far as that goes. He managed to get Bowden and Fulmer both ran off during his tenure here(not that either were doing that great of a job of keeping their respective gigs). I don't think you'll find anyone who won't say that they appreciate those things.I almost get the sense reading the posts here that some of you never made a mistake in your life. Give me a break. Meyer is admitting to having had a faulty outlook on his job, his career, his family and how it all affected his health. I mean, how much remorse do you want?
He's growing as a coach and as a man. Give the guy credit. Life is an evolving process. We all make mistakes, we learn, we grow. I respect people who are able to overcome their mistakes more than those who somehow never make them.
Was that the day he tried to kick that reporter's ass?I used to run a lot and one August afternoon, about 7 years ago, I was running on campus past Hume Hall. I noticed a football camp being held on the fields down the hill toward the commuter lot.
And here came a golf cart, perpendicular to my direction, flying down the hill toward the football camp. I dropped my pace in order to cross the path the golf cart was on before the cart got there.
And the cart accelerated. So I did too. And is accelerated more. So I really put the hammer down, barely getting by ahead of the cart and its manical driver.
Glancing back, I saw a grimacing Urban Meyer in the driver's seat. And he very pissed off at me.
I used to run a lot and one August afternoon, about 7 years ago, I was running on campus past Hume Hall. I noticed a football camp being held on the fields down the hill toward the commuter lot.
And here came a golf cart, perpendicular to my direction, flying down the hill toward the football camp. I dropped my pace in order to cross the path the golf cart was on before the cart got there.
And the cart accelerated. So I did too. And is accelerated more. So I really put the hammer down, barely getting by ahead of the cart and its manical driver.
Glancing back, I saw a grimacing Urban Meyer in the driver's seat. And he very pissed off at me.
This. Exactly. That's who he is. The only thing you left out was the speech with tears in his eyes about leaving to spend time with his family. complete with carefully constructed "spontaneous" evocative "from the heart" imagery/.
SQ, you need to open up as well.Read a short blurb on Saturday Down South, but here's the full Bleacher Report article for your reading pleasure.
http://thelab.bleacherreport.com/i-...um=referral&utm_campaign=programming-national