I’m startin’ to get pissed off…It’s that Andy Reid thing. Not his coaching; it’s his sartorial inadequacy.
If you didn’t see The Kansas City Star photo that I ran with yesterday’s blog, check it out. And on the sidelines, he looks worse. When I would catch glimpses of him when Eagles games were on TV, he didn’t cut a very appealing figure with that walrus mustache, ball cap and zip-up jacket.
This deplorable situation got me thinking about some football coaches who really dressed well, even impeccably.
Here are the first three that came to mind, plus a throw-in…
Former Cowboys coach Tom Landry…A winning smile is not necessary when you’re this dapper.
The late, great Paul “Bear” Bryant in his trademark houndstooth hat
Who needs a smile with hair like that??? I noticed when looking at these photos that Bear Bryant always had a rolled-up program in his hand. Ah-ha! So that’s where The Mentor got his inspiration.
And for the road…
If only he had been as attentive to his moral compass as he was to his sweater collection…
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Andy is Mormon/RLDS (converted). How much did this play in his decision to come to KC?
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I hope he doesn’t report to Mitt Romney…
I loved Hank Stram’s style, but as this line of questioning “Matriculates Down The Field” I gotta tell ya, a picture of “Warpaint” would be apropos.
Now THERE is a clothes horse.
That was my favorite football line of all time…”Come on, boys, let’s matriculate the ball down the field!” Thank you, Ed Sabol and NFL Films.
And as I recall Vince Lombardi was something of a dashing figure as he roamed the sidelines in Green Bay wrapped up in a fine-looking trench coat that never looked out of place anywhere near “the frozen tundra of Lambeau Field”. As for Mr. Reid, his big problem (pardon the pun) is his weight, and when you’re carrying around too many pounds it’s hard to look good in anything.
I’d like to give my tailor a shot at him. He can always use a challenge — my tailor, that is.
Hank Stram dressed so fine that even Howard Cosell noticed. From then on, he was the “sartorially resplendent” coach of the Chiefs. But a dissenting note on Hank’s coif: A wig is a wig.
I’m shocked and appalled…
There are those unfortunates, and Reid may well be one, who always appear…disheveled, regardless the quality of their raiment.
Now there’s a quote…Where’s it from Will? Google doesn’t seem to yield the answer.
I am embarrassed to admit it is mine alone.
Jim:
I was labled “disheveled” by someone while trying to keep up with photographers and cover 3 to 4 events in one night, so I can sympathize with Mr. Reid.
Cheers,
Laura
Will — Embarrassed??? Hell, I was checking out passages by Edith Wharton and other well-known writers for that turn of phrase…It’s a a great one. Send some more when inspiration strikes…
Once again Fitz you illustrate the preponderance of de-evolution in our society. The only thing missing from Andy’s wardrobe is the mustard stain on his shirt. With the evolution of microfiber fabrics it would be easier than ever today for a coach to prowl the sidelines in comfort and sartorial splendor. Perhaps even a halftime wardrobe change might be waranted.
Off topic but nonetheless relevant, Frank Sinatra had all of his dress shirts made with a button that fastened beneath the crotch, holding the shirts in place for a continual smooth crisp look. That, is attention to detail.
Frank Sinatra not only wore a onesie, but also, in later years, a diaper