Urban Meyer Can’t Even Enjoy A Nice Shoeshine

There are some coaches whom you see that look like consummate salesmen. You know the kind: ones so slick that given 30 minutes they could do anything from win over a recruit’s entire family, to broker a peace deal between Israel and Hamas. They’ve never known an uncomfortable situation, and seemingly have their own gravitational field.

And then there’s Urban Meyer: a man who makes a shoeshine look as enjoyable as a prostate exam.

All that’s missing from this photo is a cold slice of pizza (and maybe Snoopy’s doghouse). Somebody get this man on the football field pronto; he looks like a fish out of water anywhere else.