Les Miles Just Wants To Be Adored

I don't need to sell my soul,
He's already in me.
I wanna be adored.
-The Stone Roses

Les Miles has won 70% of the games he's coached.  He turned around a struggling Oklahoma State program, then took over for Nick Saban at LSU and kept the ball rolling.  He won a National Championship in 2007--with JaMarcus Russell as his quarterback.  And no one loves him, except for his wife and kids.


Why? Because Les Miles is a roller coaster.  They call him the Mad Hatter because he isn't afraid to do anything at any time.  Also, he always wears a hat.  If you don't really care about the fortunes of LSU, then watching him coach is quite the ride.  He makes terrible in game decisions that either somehow work out to wonderful results or gloriously backfire.  He calls trick plays that make little sense and which are poorly exectued, but they work anyway.  He chronically mismanages the clock, and either gets reprieved or is a national goat.

Last year he famously mismanaged his time outs and somehow thought that 1 second was enough time to run two plays. In case you are wondering, it's not:



Then something happened in the offseason, and Miles had the Devil crawl inside him.

This year against Tennessee, Miles found himself in another timeout-less clock managing quandary.  But he got bailed out by the Vol's own blunder of having not 12 but 13 men on the field:




Then against Florida, he did this:



It wasn't even properly executed.  What is it that makes this man do such daring tactics?  On Saturday against Alabama, we found out.  A fake punt wasn't enough of a gamble for the Mad Hatter.  No no, he had to go balls to the wall with a reverse on 4th and 1:




It once again worked, because Les Miles sold his soul.  Hold on a moment... maybe it wasn't a deal with the Devil...



Yes, he just ate grass.  How can you not love this man?  He is highly entertaining.  Gamble on Les Miles, gamble on.