Just some stuff to chew on.
Well hello Raider nation. I told you all I would be back here and there to visit. and I cannot think of a better, or worse time to do it. Things seem to be going well with the football boys and such, but I wanted to talk about BCG and offer my 2 cents.
First off, as far as his health goes, We need to remember, that Billy Clyde is a human being like the rest of us. I highly doubt that people at places like the Mayo clinic would make up a diagnosis and put their medical licences in jeopardy just to help a coach keep a job. We should be praying for him, because he obviously has some issues that are physical and probably mental as well.
Now, some have speculated that this emergency call happened to keep the powers that be off of his back. Now, while I am not saying that there is not chance that happened, I will say that it is possible that he caught lightening in a bottle.
From what the 911 call, the newspaper reports say and all, it sounds like a Hypertensive Emergency is what BCG had. More than likely, in fact probably very likely, BCG had at least stage 1 Hypertension (meaning that his resting blood pressure was at 140/90 consistently.) Hypertensive emergnecies just don't happen to people who have normal blood pressure unless they put something in their body that shoots up blood pressure. (illicit Drugs, anti-inflammatory medicines, some psychotic medicines.) More than likely BCG probably had hypertension and either ignored it or refused to control it, as it sounds like he has the personality of one who would do that. (Just ignore your health) the stress of the job of being Head basketball coach took it's toll and it just caved in on him. I was reading an article in the Bryan College Station Eagle a while back ago, and it said that BCG worked so many long hours, his refrigerator was often empty as he did not even have time to shop for groceries. Add that to the fact he has no wife, no children, and no support system and you have a recipe for a very sad existence that is not healthy. The game of basketball is his life and his entire reason for living. And that is something to pity, hence the reason for his (all but proven) potential abuse of the rules and maybe even players and his fragile physical state.
I love the game of basketball. Playing it as long as I did were some of the best years of my life. But I have had to leave the game behind (temporarily) because of work, MBA school, and looking to settle down and maybe have a family. I played from the time I was old enough to stand and the game is something I don't want to give up permanantly. But at the end of the day, the game is just that, a game, and I hope and pray that BCG finds something that will give his life meaning aside from a game, as wonderful as it is. When a game puts you under that much stress, it is no longer fun, and no longer worth it, in my opinion.
When I was a kid in High School, I would go to bed dreaming about playing for Duke, starting shooting guard and winning the NCAA title playing for Coach K. As wonderful as that experience would be, it does not define a life. Life is defined to me when I finally put a ring on the finger of the woman I love and swear to God and those in attendance I will love her all my days on earth. Or when I stay up for 16 hours and finally am told "You are a father" and hold a child in my arms and be amazed at the miracle of life. I am aiming for the beauty of when I walk across the stage at University Fieldhouse in Commerce, Texas and recieve my MBA, and waive to my family and friends in attendance who supported me in so many ways in less than 4 months. Those are the things in life worth getting worked up over and staying up late. A job is just that, a job, and a game is just that, a game.
Here is to the success of the Tech basketball program, and to the health and well being, physically, and emotionally, of Billy Gillispie.