Hey, I get football coaches. They holler. They wave their arms around. Occasionally they'll get in somebody's grill.
What they don't do, if they're the geniuses we media types make them out to be, is this.
Listen: It's one thing to ream out a player who's done something boneheaded, and TJ Jones did on the play in question. But it's quite another to explode in such a spittle-flinging rage you literally turn purple in the face. One is called "coaching"; the other is mindlessly losing control of yourself when, if you're a head coach, you should be the last person doing so.
Brian Kelly did so here, clearly. To the extent that, in the brief moment when he followed Jones back toward the bench, you had the fleeting thought -- or at least I did -- that he was going to do something physical. His body language certainly suggested as much.
If I'm Notre Dame AD Jack Swarbrick, I present this clip to Kelly and tell him, "I'd better never see this again." And if I'm a rival coach competing for recruits ...
Well. I ship out as many copies as I can.