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By Lee Ann Herring-Olvedco
Over the past few days as I have been enduring the storms here in the Bluegrass state. I have found myself battling thoughts about how dreary this weather can make one feel. Yet, the ironic thing is I have found admiration in the beauty and the strength of the storms at the same time. I have found myself observing in wonderment as the transformative splendor of the lightning has lit up the sky and horizon while the authority of the storm’s down pour managed to drown out the visibility of anything for miles. At that moment it dawned on me, storms are inevitable, an essential release from mother nature.
Nietzsche once said, “What a person “is” begins to betray itself when his talent declines- when he ceases to show what he can “do” Talent is also finery; finery is also a hiding place.
Disappointment is a fragment of life that everybody needs to identify how to deal with at particular point. Storms are inevitable. Every so often discontent can be an instigator to move onward and strive for something else, something more.
Unfortunately, the disappointment can hover longer for more than we care to have it around. Those constant hardships will either prove to make or break you, or least that’s what I thought. Unfortunately, Kentucky Football has a different agenda this season to get through this storm, and it has proved not to be nearly enough to withstand the damage of the storm’s damage.
A few days ago I posed a lot of theories on the state of the program, and for once it wasn’t something that could be sugar coated, nor should it have been. When are we going to wake up and realize that our foundation is barely holding on in this storm, and is going to crumble? In the midst of it we are losing our talent, drive and ability to even look like an SEC program should look like, and is it really worth it?
It is quite interesting in a state that will go to financial milestones to produce the best Bourbon, Basketball and Derbies this side of the Mason-Dixon Line, but when it comes to an SEC football program there is no sign of that. If you truly want to do something you will, if you don’t want to you won’t. For this program it seems the latter is what is taking face these days.
It leaves me to think that perhaps the only thing we can do now is let the program die. Wait, I know what you are thinking, and I am not saying it should be discarded. What I mean to say is sometimes things have to die or fade away to re-emerge into something new, something better. For the past years the program clearly has lacked any luster that could remotely scream “salvage me”. At this point it’s time to move forward, let the past burn in the flames, and let the ashes be all that ever were of Kentucky Football 2012.
Not to say that we should put this season on the back burner by any means, after all there is still a hell of a lot of football to be played. However, it’s time to resurrect ourselves from the ashes into a new life. That means it is time for a new face, a new identity, and new belief. Not just a buy into something that we think can win, but we know will win.
The time has come to demand something tangible from this program and make it accountable for playing like a real SEC football team. The first tangible step I see in doing this is not just in the financial means or naming a new head coach, but in our players. This team is anchored by the reigns of youth, that’s a fact that is not going to change in the next eight weeks. The change begins with these young players.
This core of talent that has proved to have something to ignite needs to be at the forefront of our playbook. I hear time and time again excuses that they don’t have enough experience or don’t have enough play packages to put them in the mix. Of course they don’t have experience, most of these kids are fresh out of high school ball, or have been on the sidelines at UK seeing this program drown itself on things that are illusions of success.
Obviously if our team was stacked with effective experience I would say have the young kids pay their dues and wait in line. Wake up call!. We aren’t that team, and we never will be if we don’t get these young players in now. I know Joker wants to show loyalty to the vets that are 4th year and 5th years, playing these guys and getting them reps. That is noble and all, but that’s not good coaching. That only allows talent to fade and settle for mediocrity. There is nothing logical about that. Allowing a player to lose that integrity and be willing to settle is not something a program should ever want to be the poster child for. Unfortunately, this is the road Kentucky Football is heading down if we don’t burn this program now and start anew.
At the end of the day, everyone can put their two cents in about ways to make this program work. However, in the end it takes the program itself to wake up and realize that this illusion they have created of something that is effective, is nothing more than smoke and mirrors.
“Out of my ashes will rise a new phoenix. A soaring being returning from death proving once again that life is eternal. I live forever because the spirit never dies. I will return in another body in another time, but it is me. The me who is me now will always be. As long as I live, I learn. And I live forever. -Carmen Colombo
Even in the darkest of moments there is still beauty in the disarray, and that is the self-thought that there is a chance to start anew and rise from the ashes into what you were meant to be.