What are we waiting for?
We know that Ronnie is a self admitted interam coach, It seems Barret's job is on the line, and next year Ottawa may be back . Why wait until we have competiition in signing a new head coach.
From reading other posts it seems that Charlie Taaffe is available.Sign him now. If he can make it behind the bench for the remainder of this year great; if not let's insure ourselves that we have him signed for next.
P.S. Please be gentle, this is my first post.Godot
(it's the only thing that makes sense)
[i]For those of you unaware of the reference, it refers to a Samuel Beckett play. It considers the absurdity of life and, perhaps, the absurdity of being a T-Cat fan at the moment.
Here's how it begins.....[/i]
ESTRAGON:
(giving up again). Nothing to be done.
VLADIMIR:
(advancing with short, stiff strides, legs wide apart). I'm beginning to come round to that opinion. All my life I've tried to put it from me, saying Vladimir, be reasonable, you haven't yet tried everything. And I resumed the struggle. (He broods, musing on the struggle. Turning to Estragon.) So there you are again.
ESTRAGON:
Am I?
VLADIMIR:
I'm glad to see you back. I thought you were gone forever.
ESTRAGON:
Me too.
VLADIMIR:
Together again at last! We'll have to celebrate this. But how? (He reflects.) Get up till I embrace you.
ESTRAGON:
(irritably). Not now, not now.
VLADIMIR:
(hurt, coldly). May one inquire where His Highness spent the night?
ESTRAGON:
In a ditch.
VLADIMIR:
(admiringly). A ditch! Where?
ESTRAGON:
(without gesture). Over there.
VLADIMIR:
And they didn't beat you?
ESTRAGON:
Beat me? Certainly they beat me.
VLADIMIR:
The same lot as usual?
ESTRAGON:
The same? I don't know.
VLADIMIR:
When I think of it . . . all these years . . . but for me . . . where would you be . . . (Decisively.) You'd be nothing more than a little heap of bones at the present minute, no doubt about it.
ESTRAGON:
And what of it?
VLADIMIR:
(gloomily). It's too much for one man. (Pause. Cheerfully.) On the other hand what's the good of losing heart now, that's what I say. We should have thought of it a million years ago, in the nineties.
ESTRAGON:
Ah stop blathering and help me off with this bloody thing.
VLADIMIR:
Hand in hand from the top of the Eiffel Tower, among the first. We were respectable in those days. Now it's too late. They wouldn't even let us up. (Estragon tears at his boot.) What are you doing?
ESTRAGON:
Taking off my boot. Did that never happen to you?
VLADIMIR:
Boots must be taken off every day, I'm tired telling you that. Why don't you listen to me?
ESTRAGON:
(feebly). Help me!
VLADIMIR:
It hurts?
ESTRAGON:
(angrily). Hurts! He wants to know if it hurts!
VLADIMIR:
(angrily). No one ever suffers but you. I don't count. I'd like to hear what you'd say if you had what I have.
ESTRAGON:
It hurts?
VLADIMIR:
(angrily). Hurts! He wants to know if it hurts!
ESTRAGON:
(pointing). You might button it all the same.
VLADIMIR:
(stooping). True. (He buttons his fly.) Never neglect the little things of life.
ESTRAGON:
What do you expect, you always wait till the last moment.
VLADIMIR:
(musingly). The last moment . . . (He meditates.) Hope deferred maketh the something sick, who said that?
ESTRAGON:
Why don't you help me?
VLADIMIR:
Sometimes I feel it coming all the same. Then I go all queer. (He takes off his hat, peers inside it, feels about inside it, shakes it, puts it on again.) How shall I say? Relieved and at the same time . . . (he searches for the word) . . . appalled. (With emphasis.) AP-PALLED. (He takes off his hat again, peers inside it.) Funny. (He knocks on the crown as though to dislodge a foreign body, peers into it again, puts it on again.) Nothing to be done. (Estragon with a supreme effort succeeds in pulling off his boot. He peers inside it, feels about inside it, turns it upside down, shakes it, looks on the ground to see if anything has fallen out, finds nothing, feels inside it again, staring sightlessly before him.) Well?
ESTRAGON:
Nothing.
VLADIMIR: Nothing to be doneVery good! LOL
Hiring Taaffe is an option if he is signed for 2007. If he were to be brought in now, perhaps he could be hired as a consultant to Bob to help him reorganize the on-field product from an organizational point of view.
He would be promised the head coaching job for 2007 in this scenario.
He would also have a chance to observe the team is as without getting mired in the current garbage. It would also give him a chance to acclimatize himself to what is happening in the football operations side and give him the room to make informed suggestions to bob and the braintrust on what changes he would like to see moving forward. Just a thought.
Cutting Jim Popp off at the pass and getting Taaffe on board might not be a bad idea, IMHO. A pre-emptive strike, no?
I agree the thing needs fixing. If the team is going to sprint to get people hired, hire Taaffe as head coach and Mike McCarthy as GM.
However, I prefer for the team to expand its possibilities and wait until the early offeseason, narrow a list down to 5 GM candidates, get that man hired, and then have him move forward on the coach hunt using the search info the team has amassed to date.
A GM should hire his pick for coach, unless he is one and the same.
Oski Wee Wee,
O.K. Let's have some Harold Pinter next...
McMahon might make up a breaking story on "mystery" QB Harold Printers, but I digress! 
.... Harold Pinter, "The Caretaker" (1959). I think he wrote the play with Bob in mind.
"Harold Pinter's The Caretaker premiered in London in 1960, and was put on only a year later by the Birmingham Repertory Theatre. A wheedling, garrulous old tramp comes to live with two neurotic brothers, Mick and Aston. His attempts to establish himself in the household upset the precarious balance of the brothers' lives, and they end up evicting him."http://www.peopleplayuk.org.uk/collections/object.php?object_id=2072&back=%2Fguided_tours%2Fdrama_tour%2F1900_1945%2Frepertory.php%3F
I hope it wasn't about Bob. He would be the talkative old man and Hamilton fans would be the neurotic people who end up evicting him!
Cutting Jim Popp off at the pass and getting Taaffe on board might not be a bad idea, IMHO. A pre-emptive strike, no?I agree the thing needs fixing. If the team is going to sprint to get people hired, hire Taaffe as head coach and Mike McCarthy as GM.
However, I prefer for the team to expand its possibilities and wait
Our last hire was political and popular. Let’s face it- just about every casual fan applauded the idea of Greg Marshall coming in. It added to the excitement of the reorganization of the franchise. Unfortunately, that seems to be all that it did and the bloom came off the rose.
(P.S. I bet that if Marshall gets another chance at a head coaching job that he does well. His wisest move would be an eventual return as an Assistant Coach just to work the kinks out first but an intelligent person will have learned an incredible amount in the situation Marshall found himself in. It’s just sad that fairy tales rarely come true. Experience usually wins out.)
Richie Williams is the solution to all deletion
sorry...delusion
the refference to Godot was far too apt! (unfortunatly) because we all know he never came. That's what scares me. We just want to sit back and let a winning team come to us. We made some huge moves in the off season in regards to talent which we all aplauded, however we never anticipated the possability that they would not gell. We have the talent. We need the passion and the will that only only a great coach can ensue. Let's not lose that great coach. Sign taaffe now.
A delusion is commonly defined as a fixed false belief and is used in everyday language to describe a belief that is either false, fanciful or derived from deception.
Taaffe is the best available “free agent” coach, IMHO. My personal choice would be Rich Stubler, but he remains under contract with the Argos.
We shall see when the offseason rolls around…