Mitch
Crawled Through 5 FB Fields
Like many of you, I am trying to figure out who Bruce Arians has in mind for the defensive coordinator position. I have a theory, so I thought that for shiggs and gittles, I would share it.
BA: So, Todd, I imagine you are going to want to take a couple of coaches with you to New York.
TB: Yes, coach. I want to bring Mike Caldwell and James Bettcher.
BA: What if I just hold on to Caldwell and promote him to DC?
TB: Gotchya beat on that one coach, because I want to bring in Caldwell as my assistant head coach, which trumps the DC position. I want Bettcher to be my DC.
BA: Whoa. Not so fast, Todd. Bettcher's MY guy. (He was Chuck Pagano's special assistant in Indy, then BA's special assistant when Pagano was in the hospital. In fact, Bettcher brought messages back and forth to the hospital from Pagano to BA and vice versa.)
TB: You gonna promote him to DC?
BA: If that's what it takes.
TB: You know, just like you on offense, I am going to be calling the plays on defense in New York. Do you the Bettch is ready to call the defenses on game day?
BA: Yes, but I need to hire an advisor.
TB: Dick LeBeau?
BA: That's who I want.
TB: Would Dickie go for that? I mean what Bettch is only 36 years old and has never called a game in his career at any level.
BA: We're going to talk it over next week.
TB: Man, why not hire the master himself as your DC?
BA: Because I believe in Bettch the way I believed in you...and I don't want to lose his arse to you or anyone else, that's why.
TB: Alright, I won't touch Bettch, but I want to bring Ryan Slowik with me.
BA: Dang, dude, you are getting to be a pain in the arse, y'know that?
TB: No hard feelings, coach.
BA: I am going to have to kick your arse when we play y'all in a couple of years.
TB: Yeah, well you are going to have to kick Dan Williams', Antonio Cromartie's and Tommy Kelly's arses too, because they'll be Jets with me.
BA: That's alright. We gonna run you and those ragged arses silly.
TB: Betchya a Crown Royal.
BA: Game on. Now get your sorry arse outahere.
TB: Love ya coach.
BA: Yup, I know. F'n right you do!
BA: So, Todd, I imagine you are going to want to take a couple of coaches with you to New York.
TB: Yes, coach. I want to bring Mike Caldwell and James Bettcher.
BA: What if I just hold on to Caldwell and promote him to DC?
TB: Gotchya beat on that one coach, because I want to bring in Caldwell as my assistant head coach, which trumps the DC position. I want Bettcher to be my DC.
BA: Whoa. Not so fast, Todd. Bettcher's MY guy. (He was Chuck Pagano's special assistant in Indy, then BA's special assistant when Pagano was in the hospital. In fact, Bettcher brought messages back and forth to the hospital from Pagano to BA and vice versa.)
TB: You gonna promote him to DC?
BA: If that's what it takes.
TB: You know, just like you on offense, I am going to be calling the plays on defense in New York. Do you the Bettch is ready to call the defenses on game day?
BA: Yes, but I need to hire an advisor.
TB: Dick LeBeau?
BA: That's who I want.
TB: Would Dickie go for that? I mean what Bettch is only 36 years old and has never called a game in his career at any level.
BA: We're going to talk it over next week.
TB: Man, why not hire the master himself as your DC?
BA: Because I believe in Bettch the way I believed in you...and I don't want to lose his arse to you or anyone else, that's why.
TB: Alright, I won't touch Bettch, but I want to bring Ryan Slowik with me.
BA: Dang, dude, you are getting to be a pain in the arse, y'know that?
TB: No hard feelings, coach.
BA: I am going to have to kick your arse when we play y'all in a couple of years.
TB: Yeah, well you are going to have to kick Dan Williams', Antonio Cromartie's and Tommy Kelly's arses too, because they'll be Jets with me.
BA: That's alright. We gonna run you and those ragged arses silly.
TB: Betchya a Crown Royal.
BA: Game on. Now get your sorry arse outahere.
TB: Love ya coach.
BA: Yup, I know. F'n right you do!
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