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Dear Willlllllll,
You sure are good at taking losses, so consider this a few extra L’s on your way out. And don’t let the door hit ya.
Don’t you dare think we’re grieving you one bit. A few upset students does not a grieving fanbase make—and we’ll give them grace.
The rest of Wolfpack Nation clocked it immediately: You were never our kind of guy. You don’t fit our culture. You’re all about yourself. This was never about building something—it was always about your ego.
You could barely win in a power conference before—even cheating. And still, for some reason, State gave you a shot at redemption.
But we knew you’d be out the door the first chance you got. We just didn’t think you’d prove us right that fast.
You can take your me-first attitude, sloppy quarter zips, coarse language and sideline antics straight to the Bayou—you’ll fit right in with Kim and Lane.
We won’t think about you one bit. In fact, I hope they don’t even put your name in the media guide next year.
Here? We expect more. If you’re going to come to Tobacco Road, you need to win the right way—and act like it matters.
Enjoy being third on your own campus. Hope that extra couple mil was worth it. My guess? Your next payday’ll come about three or four years down the road when you get fired again.
Either way, we’ll be just fine without you. We already are.
—“Will” Not Be Missed
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