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My time at Penn State was great regarding my classes, but not as happy regarding the football program. I was a sincere graduate student. The program projected an academics-first image, yet demanded players and grad students prioritize football 24/7.
Paterno was a bully and control freak. He picked on the staff members and banished gifted players who did not buy into his persona. He seemed a master spin doctor whose image shed a far greater shadow than his actual character.
The parallels between Paterno?s kingdom, the power and control he wielded over his minions and the very lax and deceptive response he made in 2002 to allegations that his prized assistant had been seen sodomizing a child in the showers, and the Catholic Church?s power, control and deceit in covering up its massive sexual abuse scandal are striking, yet not surprising to me.
I worked on the other side of the ball from Jerry Sandusky, but found him very talented with kids, albeit a bit more grabby and touchy with the many young boys surrounding him and his nonprofit program, The Second Mile. It appeared he had boundary issues. Memories of this now make my stomach queasy.
I never observed Sandusky committing sexual misconduct during my year and a half at Penn State.
In addition to power and control dynamics among the staff and Paterno?s powerful presence in the community, a crazy tradition at Penn State was the coaches showered together after each practice and game. We never did this at Brown or at the University of Rhode Island, and my coaching friends never experienced this on their staffs.
After a few practices, I decided to shower at home. It was one of the many things at Penn State that made me realize there was something strange about the program and its staff.
I left my Penn State assistantship a bit early to pursue a master?s degree in architecture. The disparity between Penn State?s image and reality soured me to major college coaching.
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