The first post from haywood nighttrain made me think about where we are in the stages of grief for the sorry state of our beloved program. Haywood's epiphany (the moment when he realized once and for all that Dorrell would never cut it) came after the ND loss last season. Mine came on the first two offensive "drives" of the 66-19 debacle when Karl the Wimp punted from inside USC territory despite overwhelming evidence that UCLA would need to score on virtually every possession to keep up with SC against our defensive sieve. He has very little knowledge of who his team is, which is a major mistake in management. It's like he's coaching in some fantasy world.
Since then, we've had a ton of moments that have confirmed that what I saw on that ugly day in Dec. 2005 was the truth--Karl is not and never will be an effective head coach. Until he's ousted, we will languish in mediocrity. He coaches not to lose, which is to say, he coaches to lose. He seems so afraid to make a mistake, to be questioned, so he ends up being inert, indecisive, inactive.
I said it above, but I repeat: he doesn't know who his team is. It's like he's pretending to coach the Denver Broncos of 1998 against Duke, pretending that he can run straight at the defense as if he had Terrell Davis and John Elway. Only he doesn't have those guys, much less any talent advantage whatsoever. His recruiting is a hodgepodge of solid but mostly unspectacular players (with very few rising to elite status) and guys who have no business with the Ucla script on their helmets. I didn't need any further confirmation after last season, so clear he had made it last year that not only did he not get it, he never would. We have been enduring a long sleepwalk (a nightmare, no doubt) to the inevitable demise of Mr. Dorrell.
Given that my epiphany (like the one each of you had) that Dorrell would never be what we want him to be, Utah 44, UCLA 6 didn't confirm anything for me other than my suspicion (hope) that this would be Dorrell's final season. And with 44-6, the fat lady has warmed up and is singing in a beautiful soprano voice. It's all over but the actual firing and hiring of a new guy, but those two events are as inevitable as death and taxes (an appropriate analogy, for the Dorrell era has taxed our hearts and it must now be put to death).
So this is what the Dorrell era has brought to our once-proud football program: Peace of mind upon a 44-6 loss. And that says all anyone needs to know about the legacy of Karl Dorrell, soon to be former UCLA head coach aka poseur in chief.
(Note that my peace of mind will not cause me to go off message--we still need to get the word out to the few who don't see the light.)
So, please share with us, when was your epiphany? And what stage of grief are you in today?