I wouldn't know Southern Illinois basketball coach Barry Hinson if he robbed me at gunpoint. But I do know what I like.
Calling his players "mama's boys"?
Indicting them for failing to "buck up and bow their necks"?
Saying he was tired of coaching a guy and having him "roll his eyes or put his head down or feel sorry for himself"? Saying his wife could go better than 2-of-11, which is what the Salukis forwards shot? Equating coaching his team to training puppies?
"To me, when you've got a young team, it's a lot like house-training a puppy dog," Hinson said. "You know what, when the dog does something wrong, 'bad dog.' I'm not going to hit 'em. I'm not going to swat 'em, but bad dog, get on the treadmill."
Whew. You don't get entertainment like that very often in a Sound Bite 101 world. And when you do, you've got to appreciate it.
Even better: You've got to appreciate it when the athletic director has the guy's back.