Art Briles on Texas OC hire: “We have to work harder now. It’s like when someone gets into your bank account and steals your identity.”
Real classy dude.
Real classy dude.
Briles offers his opinion :
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Shoo-in for Douchebag of the Year. Can't believe any Longhorn wanted him as Mack's replacement.
I knew he was a douche long before this comment. The guy is a complete scumbag.
A Briles-based spread! Texas is gonna be raping...
... the other teams defense.
Hook 'em
... the other teams defense.
Hook 'em
Meh, I don't think its a big deal what he said. Briles is a good guy in my book.
He could have offered up a " Well best of luck to him" or, "Texas gottem a good one" or, "Cant blame a man for wanting to better himself"... but thats not Briles style.
If Briles is pissed about it, we definitely got the right guy.
FootballScoop Staff @FootballScoop5 years ago I asked P Montgomery if he were to be hit by a bus who should Art hire to run the O. He lit up & said “Sterlin G. He’s a stud"
9:18 PM - 10 Dec 2015
Say what you will about Briles but he's a hell of a coach. In most years if OU or UT lose their starting qb we are looking at 8-5 at the most. Briles down to 4th string qb loses 2 games. I'll take that any day. He would have been unstoppable at Texas imo
We will. He's shady and dishonest. Not surprising a $ooner completely ignores such things.
This thread is unbelievable. Any normal person would view the comment as a complement. Baylor has had the top scoring team in the country for 3 straight years. Most people would view "we have to work harder" as meaning UT just got better. How is that a "douche" statement? Don't let the hatred make you bitter - enjoy the holiday season! And btw - if he learned half of what Briles knows, get ready for some exciting football next year!
Any normal person would not use an analogy to bank fraud and identity theft when paying a compliment. That said, yes, it does appear to be an obtuse compliment.
Hook 'em
That's not true. Not everyone dislikes Art Briles here or holds the same opinion of him that you do. Its ok to have differing opinions.
Just curious though, MM, what about Briles dishonestly sandbagging us in 2008 during that tiebreaker in the coaches poll where he put us WAY low to help out Stoops? That didn't leave a bad taste in your mouth about the man's character? I mean the rape enabling aside...
I think Briles is a good man a good a coach. I have followed him since his days at Stephenville HS. I also followed Kendal during his HS career and scouted him and met him in July at the Texas high school coaching clinic in Houston. The Briles family are good people. He's not dishonest and all of the names you call him.
This is a great article on Coach Briles from several years back:
New Baylor head football coach Art Briles holds a photograph of his parents, Dennis and Wanda Briles.
Players from the state finalist team sat together in the auditorium. They could see an old teammate in the section for the bereaved. It was bad enough, sitting at funerals for their coach and his wife, who were teachers, twice-on-Sundays people of God and civic pillars in their community of 1,000. But it was that much worse for their quarterback, Art Briles.
In those caskets lay his parents.
Briles was 20 when his father, mother and aunt were killed. He was a scholarship football player at the University of Houston, and on the morning his family died, Briles was in Dallas, preparing to play Southern Methodist University.
He endured. He left college, returned to the land and people he knew, operated a forklift for a summer and peeled his soul from the dirt.
"I knew I had two paths," said Briles, a lanky man of 52 who still can't talk about his parents and aunt without long pauses, hard swallows and faraway stares. "You could wallow in despair and doubt, and whine and wonder. Or you could choose to move forward and live in honor of your parents and God. I decided I would look for a reason to prevail."
So he coached football.
He installed the wishbone in flat West Texas towns like his own. He moved to Stephenville and won four state championships. He coached five seasons at the University of Houston. The Cougars won games they didn't used to win. Briles never left Texas.
He still hasn't. In November, he became the 25th head coach at Baylor, a dusty relic of the Southwest Conference that last managed a winning season in 1995. When Briles addressed the public for the first time in Waco, he spoke of plans for conference championships and bowl games.
"I'm not intimidated by circumstances," Briles said a few days later. He pictured his parents and added, "Events in my life made me unafraid."
On that October day in the Big Country when they buried his parents, two clergymen read from the Bible. The pastor from the Baptist church, where Dennis Briles was a deacon and Wanda Briles was an alto in the choir, needed his colleague from the Church of Christ to assist him in committing their bodies to the old cemetery out past the cotton gin. It was like a wind kicked up and tore off the face of Rule.
John Greeson, the pastor at the Church of Christ, walked with Briles to the graves prepared for his parents. The sun shined on Rule. It was shirt-sleeve weather at the cemetery. Not much was said on that short walk through the grass, but Briles was like his father that way. They used words like currency and spent nothing on their burdens.
Suddenly, said Greeson, Briles asked the preacher, "Is this ever going to end?"
Through nearly 30 years in coaching, Briles never shared his burden. Everyone knew, but the story never came from the man who suffered it.
He never shared the specifics.
About their deaths, alone on a road.
About the suddenness. "One day you have a net," Briles said. "Next day, it's gone."
About the fact that Dennis and Wanda Briles aren't here to see what their youngest son has made of himself. Or the fact that his own three grown children - Jancy, Kendal and Staley - never knew the people their grandparents and great-aunt were.
"He carries that with him," said Mike Spradlin, Briles' teammate at Houston that day at the Cotton Bowl.
Through tragedy came context. The past can elevate a man, haunt him or both. Briles sees that in the players he brings to Houston and, now, Waco. What did they endure? What makes them pause, swallow and stare off? Briles will look a freshman in the eye: Everybody's got a story.
"Most of the time, it's pretty personal."
His continues. The path led to Baylor. Something about the situation, Briles said, seemed scripted.
A Baptist university, a Texas school. A football program with a legacy - beating Tennessee in the 1956 Sugar Bowl and LSU in the 1963 Bluebonnet Bowl, winning the SWC in 1974 and 80 under Grant Teaff - but listless since.
"That doesn't worry me," Briles said. "I've been on the bottom of the floor."
Out in the Big Country, meanwhile, a town half the size it was when its team played Big Sandy in 73 waits to see what happens at Floyd Casey Stadium with the Baylor Bears. Some of the people who went to the funerals at the high school still live there. They work on the farms or in gas fields or not at all because they've retired and prefer to stay in the place they know.
Eddie Briles, Art's only brother, is a registered nurse. He and his wife, Teresa, live in Haskell, a few miles east of Rule, straightaway on 380 at the intersection with U.S. 277. When he drives over to Rule, Eddie Briles can see the trees that envelope the cemetery between the old Tower drive-in and the road.
Dennis and Wanda Briles share a headstone. They were buried right in the heart of the property.
"His intention is to make them proud of him," Eddie said of his brother.
"He's done that."
This is a great article on Coach Briles from several years back:
New Baylor head football coach Art Briles holds a photograph of his parents, Dennis and Wanda Briles.
Players from the state finalist team sat together in the auditorium. They could see an old teammate in the section for the bereaved. It was bad enough, sitting at funerals for their coach and his wife, who were teachers, twice-on-Sundays people of God and civic pillars in their community of 1,000. But it was that much worse for their quarterback, Art Briles.
In those caskets lay his parents.
Briles was 20 when his father, mother and aunt were killed. He was a scholarship football player at the University of Houston, and on the morning his family died, Briles was in Dallas, preparing to play Southern Methodist University.
He endured. He left college, returned to the land and people he knew, operated a forklift for a summer and peeled his soul from the dirt.
"I knew I had two paths," said Briles, a lanky man of 52 who still can't talk about his parents and aunt without long pauses, hard swallows and faraway stares. "You could wallow in despair and doubt, and whine and wonder. Or you could choose to move forward and live in honor of your parents and God. I decided I would look for a reason to prevail."
So he coached football.
He installed the wishbone in flat West Texas towns like his own. He moved to Stephenville and won four state championships. He coached five seasons at the University of Houston. The Cougars won games they didn't used to win. Briles never left Texas.
He still hasn't. In November, he became the 25th head coach at Baylor, a dusty relic of the Southwest Conference that last managed a winning season in 1995. When Briles addressed the public for the first time in Waco, he spoke of plans for conference championships and bowl games.
"I'm not intimidated by circumstances," Briles said a few days later. He pictured his parents and added, "Events in my life made me unafraid."
On that October day in the Big Country when they buried his parents, two clergymen read from the Bible. The pastor from the Baptist church, where Dennis Briles was a deacon and Wanda Briles was an alto in the choir, needed his colleague from the Church of Christ to assist him in committing their bodies to the old cemetery out past the cotton gin. It was like a wind kicked up and tore off the face of Rule.
John Greeson, the pastor at the Church of Christ, walked with Briles to the graves prepared for his parents. The sun shined on Rule. It was shirt-sleeve weather at the cemetery. Not much was said on that short walk through the grass, but Briles was like his father that way. They used words like currency and spent nothing on their burdens.
Suddenly, said Greeson, Briles asked the preacher, "Is this ever going to end?"
Through nearly 30 years in coaching, Briles never shared his burden. Everyone knew, but the story never came from the man who suffered it.
He never shared the specifics.
About their deaths, alone on a road.
About the suddenness. "One day you have a net," Briles said. "Next day, it's gone."
About the fact that Dennis and Wanda Briles aren't here to see what their youngest son has made of himself. Or the fact that his own three grown children - Jancy, Kendal and Staley - never knew the people their grandparents and great-aunt were.
"He carries that with him," said Mike Spradlin, Briles' teammate at Houston that day at the Cotton Bowl.
Through tragedy came context. The past can elevate a man, haunt him or both. Briles sees that in the players he brings to Houston and, now, Waco. What did they endure? What makes them pause, swallow and stare off? Briles will look a freshman in the eye: Everybody's got a story.
"Most of the time, it's pretty personal."
His continues. The path led to Baylor. Something about the situation, Briles said, seemed scripted.
A Baptist university, a Texas school. A football program with a legacy - beating Tennessee in the 1956 Sugar Bowl and LSU in the 1963 Bluebonnet Bowl, winning the SWC in 1974 and 80 under Grant Teaff - but listless since.
"That doesn't worry me," Briles said. "I've been on the bottom of the floor."
Out in the Big Country, meanwhile, a town half the size it was when its team played Big Sandy in 73 waits to see what happens at Floyd Casey Stadium with the Baylor Bears. Some of the people who went to the funerals at the high school still live there. They work on the farms or in gas fields or not at all because they've retired and prefer to stay in the place they know.
Eddie Briles, Art's only brother, is a registered nurse. He and his wife, Teresa, live in Haskell, a few miles east of Rule, straightaway on 380 at the intersection with U.S. 277. When he drives over to Rule, Eddie Briles can see the trees that envelope the cemetery between the old Tower drive-in and the road.
Dennis and Wanda Briles share a headstone. They were buried right in the heart of the property.
"His intention is to make them proud of him," Eddie said of his brother.
"He's done that."
Dang, you have the memory of an elephant! I thought the venom was directed to the rape story. BTW - on the BU campus, the big stories of this offseason are (a) Will Andrew Billings return, and (b)what will the independent investigator file in her report.
The coaches poll in 2008 that kept UT out of the national title game? Sorry but I'll never forgive Briles for that dishonest bullshit.
The vote in question was after the Big 12 championship game. Regardless of where he put us it would have been after OU and it wouldn't have mattered. The vote that would have mattered would be before the Big 12 championship game.
OK, I'll give you that one.
