said. “He’s always around the facility. Some guys just have that ability about him, and you can tell he’s just special. You just love his overall attitude.”
When asked about Buechele at Big 12 media days last week, Herman sounded mildly pleased, and that’s knowing the true critiques will come after a few practices in pads with those imaginary live bullets flying. Herman won’t name a starter until mid-August.
“(He showed me) that he has a voice,” Herman said. “He’s a lot more vocal. I heard him a lot more, which is good.”
In Herman’s perfect world, Buechele would develop a Tom Brady persona in the huddle every play, not suffer a major injury, and allow the coach to redshirt freshman Sam Ehlinger.
For the first time since Strong’s initial season, when David Ash was the incumbent, there’s the comforting feeling that the guy who started last year will start the opener.
You need that type of continuity. Show me a coach who is starting a freshman quarterback, and I’ll show you a very nervous coach.
This space is normally reserved for sports topics, but if you would, indulge me for a few seconds.
Austin lost a true icon last week with the passing of longtime American-Statesman humor columnist John Kelso. When I moved here from Tyler in 1999, Kelso was one of the first to come over and wish me well in my new endeavor.
He was famous for coming over to the sports department to try out potential column topics on Kirk Bohls and yours truly. His friend Ken Herman does the same thing to this day, perhaps as an unspoken tribute to the man who did it best.
Kelso’s humor wasn’t just reserved for the quirky Austin city angles or stuff going on in the government. He would rail on the Dallas Cowboys or drive cross-country with buddies like Texas superfan Scott Wilson to watch Longhorns football, or he would proudly stroll around the newsroom wearing his beloved Boston Red Sox ball cap. And for those of us who enjoy fantasy football, he gave us a great look at the Mule Train league back in 2013. The league will conduct its 29th draft this fall.
He may have been from New England, but Kelso was a true Austin original. You won’t see another like him. Rest well, my friend. I’ve never had a real problem with the way LaVar Ball deals with his sons, because beneath all the bravado and trash talk is a father who’s on pace to have at least one son play in the NBA and two others potentially graduate from USC.
In that respect, we need more dads like LaVar Ball.
Then there’s the garbage that went down in Vegas over the weekend.
Ball has gone from a laugh-grabbing carnival barker to a chauvinistic bully running roughshod over innocent people who have the bad luck to have to deal with him on a professional basis. Ball demanded that a female referee be removed from a game at the Adidas Uprising Summer Championships after receiving two technical fouls and getting ejected Friday.
Tournament organizer Adidas acquiesced by replacing the female ref with a male one, giving credibility to his moronic behavior and making a respected shoe company an embarrassing pawn in his stupid game.
Adidas later apologized — you can’t unring that bell — after Ball received a torrent of criticism from referee organizations, women’s organizations and people who value common human decency.
His clown show is getting the attention he craves, and the family will end up with a reality show someday, but his unacceptable behavior represents the opposite of how a coach is supposed to behave.
Isn’t this whole thing supposed to be about the kids? Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. This is amateur athletics. It’s always about the dollars.