“You’re going.”

I fully expected this ESPN piece on Corch to be your typical eye-roller.  Instead, I read it and found it profoundly sad.  This, in particular, is as good a summary of the man as you’ll see:

This is the difficult calculus of Meyer’s future, of any Type A extremist who longs for balance. They want the old results, without paying the old costs, and while they’ll feel guilty about not changing, they’ll feel empty without the success. He wants peace and wins, which is a short walk from thinking they are the same.

Anybody think things will play out in Columbus any differently for Meyer than they did in Gainesville?  I have a hard time seeing it.

Another coach is on the phone, asking for advice about a player who got into trouble. Meyer gives his honest answer, a window into the murky, shifting world of big-time athletics, into how nobody emerges from the highest level of anything with every part of himself intact.

The first year at Bowling Green, Meyer tells him, he’d have cut his losses. His fifth year at Florida, when he needed to win every game, he’d have kept him on the team.