I’m writing my book on the great career of Harbaugh. I feel there isn’t anything left besides his death and confirmation that he is a human troll sent by aliens from another planet and the joke is on us all. That said...
scUM player: dick head
Pro player: dick head
College coach: a bunch of nothing. Coached Stanford. Andrew Luck made Harbaugh and not the other way around. Luck definitely chose Stanford for the education and not because of Harbaugh, so no recruiting points for him there.
NFL coach: Harbaugh was handed a team in a professional league with, get this, professional players. He didn’t have to identify talent, so that shine was still there.
scUM coach: all the flaws and misconceptions exposed. He can’t identify talent. He can’t coach. The only things already known is that he was a whiny fucking baby that’s bat shit crazy. His rep as a QB whisperer has vanished completely. It was all complete shit. Anyone still counting on him to show otherwise and develop a QB is waiting on a moment that never comes. It’s like if I woke up some day and word had spread that I had a 12 inch dick. Then, no matter how many women I leave disappointed, word still spreads out there. Like the 1075th time I drop my pants, it’ll magically be what they say. It’s not.