We could dress this up in too many trappings, but sometimes you just have to trim away the fat, put it on a plate, and let fine sashimi speak for itself.
That said, we present the next essential recruit to pine over for your team’s all-name slot: Weekendfer Saurit.
So big you had to name him after two days, maybe?
(HT: Mr. Broom.) The Fulmer Cup scoreboard will be fresh up tomorrow, delayed because we’re trying to determine if you give points to a team when their coach steals from their own program.
Until then, enjoy your evening.
Part two of our series on the rush of new defensive coordinators this season. We’ll keep typing just to get away from the abominable fart of a pun we just laid there…GO!
Corwin Brown, Notre Dame.
Status: n00b. A mysterious, veiled enigmariddle of a cipherman brought in from the dark, Skull ‘n Bones-like Belichick fraternity to rebuild Notre Dame’s shameful defense. (Brown only got this privilege, presumably after confessing his whole sexual history while laying naked in a coffin in a dark, candlelit room.)
So new you can’t find photos of him in street clothes.
Skull ‘n Bones-style fraternal networking may be the only powerful explanation behind Weis hiring a guy just four years removed from playing defensive back in the NFL. (more…)
This was a rough year for defensive coordinators, so we have to break down our review into two parts. Yes, we’re going to talk about Corwin Brown, ND fans. Just not yet.
Nick Saban/Kevin Steele, Alabama. Saban? Nick Saban?
AIIIIIIGGGGGHHHHH!!!!
Well, we can only do the best with the time we’re given. And that time will be approximately 2.3 seconds per play for opposing quarterbacks, give or take a few nanoseconds. Nick Saban earned dual degrees in sleep deprivation and defense under Bill Belichick, so expect a base 3-4ish defense with multiple looks, linebackers doubling as rush ends, rush ends dropping into coverages, blitzing safeties dropping from the Goodyear Blimp over the stadium…anything and everything short of the “Gritz Blitz,” really.
The switch to a 3-4 became sadly necessary when Lord Sauron–er, Saban cast a fiery eye on his defensive line and realized he had no defensive tackles. (more…)
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