Julien’s track record is so very, very superior to Torts’. His systems are good, he just doesn’t have the personnel anymore (which may or may not be partially attributable to him).

In John Tortorella’s defense, fuck John Tortorella.

I could honestly spend all day compiling a list of better choices, but was content to go with the other three active Americans with Cup rings more recent than Torterella’s.

Eh--his numbers in the 2012 Cup run were stupendous, but the majority of his playoff seasons have ranged from pedestrian to outright bad (only a .911 SV% in 2014 when he won his second Cup). His numbers in Sochi were also OK, but his reputation as a big game hunter is largely undeserved--and certainly not deserved…

No--they thought a coach who was literally unemployed at the time of hire would bring success. It was literally a job requirement. 

Torts is I guess the best option for an American coach, but has been on such a downslide ever since he got the boot from the Rangers.

All I know is Barry needs to wake the hell up because it’s his time to shine

Not nearly heartbreaking enough a fashion, unless one of those four goes to extra innings at the last second.

Rookie QB Jacoby Brissett will take his place and attempt to threaten Tom Brady’s job security.

The Ravens defense is sufficiently embarrassing itself. Don’t really need help from Crowell.

You seem to be under the mistaken impression the NCAA has some sense of shame or proportionality.

If you have to ask . . .

You may want to take a closer look at how many seasons he has had above .920.

Eh—McDaniels slotted back into an OC role pretty well after completely blowing up the Broncos. Some guys just need a firmer hand to keep their excesses in line.

What if the dissipation of “Rex Ryan: Greatest Coach Ever” actually sapped the real thing of his powers?

He’s like that girlfriend you date right before you get engaged. She gets you to the point of commitment but her cats drive you fucking crazy and you realize you are “this” close.

Yea, because Braden Holtby is such a drop from Price.

Chinos, man. That way everyone knows you’re down for a drink after work.

Meh.

Seriously—I did a double take when I pulled up Deadspin a moment ago.