I'd like to imagine some mean nasty 340 lb. DT (if AZ has one) giving him a squinty-eyed look and saying, "Coach, I drug my @$$ through five miles of crushed gravel and broken glass just to get here. Part of how I train. And that's all you got? How'd YOU get here? Chauffeur drop you off at the front door? Stop for a creme de menthe latte' on the way?"
It'd improve the narrative.
Since seeing it here I've noticed that his sparkling oration has hit the internet news outlets. One way, I suppose, to get your fifteen minutes of fame...
Don't know if he can coach a football team or not. Hope he can't. I don't like him.