L: Hey, Jack, how's it going?
J: Not too well, Luke, that's why I'm calling.
J: I blew it, Luke. I should have waited until you were done with the playoff. I was under a lot of pressure to hire someone right away to avoid losing the recruits. Plus, the players wanted Marcus and he was a woke wet dream for Fr. Jenkins and the administration.
L: It seems that way. Man, I thought I was seeing the coronation of Charlemagne as the Holy Roman Emperor in that installation ceremony you had for Marcus.
J: A little overdone, you think?
L: Yeeaahh!
J: Anyway, Luke, I want to launch Marcus. He's lost in more ways than one.
L: He sure looks like it. I saw him on the sidelines. He looked bad, like a man waiting for his execution!
J: Execution! Damn it! He used that word 27 times in the post-game press conference. Luke, I want you right away. What would it take?
L: $125 Mil for 10 years--guaranteed money. Out clause for Ohio St. and no Tommy Rees.
J: Wow! I really should have hired you last year. Now, I'm going to pay through the nose. Anyway, that's the MO at ND.
L: So, what do you think?
J: You've got the job if you want it!
L: Jack, I'll get back to you. I have to talk it over with my family.
J: OK, Luke, I'll be waiting.
L: (Hangs up phone).
J: Shit! I'll get back to you! What am I going to do? I'm an ND alum and I don't want to be remembered as the guy who oversaw the demise of ND football, that great iconic American institution. I'm 68 now, have tons of money, and I want to retire. What the he'll am I going to do now?
J: Hello, Brian, this is Jack...