Remind me to always be grateful I didn't go into coaching.
Late Saturday afternoon, watching the last few minutes of Navy's 23-21 victory over Notre Dame, and before the last few seconds have even drained away, here's what I'm asked by a colleague who's also a Notre Dame fan: "So, you think this will cost Charlie Weis his job?"
I don't think losing two times in three years to Navy will cost Charlie his job. I don't think losing to Pitt or Stanford down the road will cost Charlie his job. I think if Charlie goes, say, 9-3 or 8-4, and wins his bowl game, Notre Dame AD Jack Swarbrick doesn't even entertain the notion that Charlie should be fired.
Because (and here's the measuring stick for college coaches these days) he'll still have made the university money.
Of course, this doesn't mean a whole lot of Domers out there won't entertain the notion. It's crazy, it's rash, but that's the way of the world these days in college athletics. It's what-have-you-done-for-me-lately on warp speed.
That's why a lot of folks out there will want Weis fired. It's why a lot of folks a couple of hours north want Rich Rodriguez fired not even two years into his contract with Michigan, presumably because he hasn't won a Big Ten title or beaten Ohio State 95-12 yet.
That, frankly, trumps even the Domers for asininity.
I shudder to think how some legendary coaching careers would have panned out had the alumni been as short on patience as they are today. We likely never would have heard of Mike Krzyzewski, whose first two seasons at Duke were abysmal. John Wooden would have been fired years before he became the most successful college basketball coach in history. The list goes on.