Pull the plug on Carmody Central
If NU cares at all about miserable hoops program, coach has to go
March 14, 2008
BY JAY MARIOTTI Sun-Times Columnist
INDIANAPOLIS -- So here you go, Bill Carmody, a chance to prove you have any plausible reason to remain as Northwestern's basketball coach, a unique opportunity to execute one play to win a postseason game. Minnesota leads, 53-52. Just 36.3 seconds remain. Your guys have the ball. Erin Andrews holds a microphone behind your bench, Brent Musburger (Class of '61) is on the call.
And what happens on a Thursday evening at the Big Ten tournament, with about three dozen NU fans (I counted them) in the seats inside quiet Conseco Fieldhouse? Oh, the same thing that happens every time a Carmody team has a rare shot to win: a royal, purple screwup. As the clock ticks to 15 seconds, Sterling Williams decides to drive hard to the basket via the baseline, even though point guard Michael Thompson is cutting off a pick and open for a layup. A well-coached Golden Gopher, 6-9 freshman Dan Coleman, instinctively forces a suffocating double-team on the end line and leaves Williams with no options and a very frantic look on his face.
Turnover. Ballgame. And loss No. 22 on the season for Carmody, who has lost 31 of his last 34 conference games, 135 of 238 games in Evanston and is free-falling to the point of no return after eight failed seasons as a so-called guru of the Princeton offense, as if that ever qualified him as a serious coach in a big-time league.
``What the f--- is he doing?!?'' Carmody screams at his assistant coaches as the NU followers again depart somberly and Andrews prepares to interview the winning coach, Tubby Smith. ``He was wide open!''
When he loses his poise like that, the man's gray hair starts flopping, and for a second, he kind of resembles a fussy Conan O'Brien. But nothing is funny anymore about Carmody Central, which has become as dismal a program as any in major college hoops. Not that we've come to expect much more from Northwestern, the only program in America that has hosted a Final Four -- look it up: 1939, Patten Gymnasium -- while failing to attain even one NCAA tournament berth in 70 years of trying. Yet I refuse to believe NU can't build and maintain a quality basketball program, lofty academic standards and all, when the equally stuffy likes of Duke, Vanderbilt and Stanford have had no trouble winning big in elite educational environments.
It will take a special coach, such as Mike Montgomery, who had a fine run at Stanford and is available for employment after an ill-advised NBA stumble. Clearly, Carmody doesn't fit the description. I'm not sure he can coach, seeing his teams habitually blow leads and his players crack down the stretch, and I know he can't recruit. There has been zero progress in changing the culture, with your typical high-school star viewing Northwestern as a dead-end place with an uncool coach who still uses variations of a passe, Ivy League system. How is that going to sell in 2008 when Illinois coach Bruce Weber, who survived in the final seconds against Penn State to advance, plays up-tempo ball and has had trouble recruiting after a recent national-title-game run? When Jon Scheyer grows up 10 miles from the NU campus and doesn't give it a passing thought on his beeline to Duke, it tells me the school has done a terrible job through the years of attempting to mix basketball and brainpower.
Seems I have more respect for Northwestern's potential than Northwestern has for Northwestern's potential. I see a cozy gym on a leafy street that could serve as a monstrous home court. I see a prestigious university on a nice lake. I see a huge city just an L ride away. I see a football program that pulled it off with Gary Barnett and Randy Walker. I see the Big Ten, the fledgling Big Ten Network and a conference filled with premier coaches -- Smith, Tom Izzo, Thad Matta, Bo Ryan, John Beilein, the emerging Matt Painter and a growing likelihood that Indiana will chase the white-hot guy with the orange jacket, Bruce Pearl. I also see a brand-new athletic director at NU, Jim Phillips, who was known as dynamic leader at Northern Illinois and helped push a sleepy football program onto a national level.
This is the perfect time, then, to ditch Carmody and start anew. Right?
Uh, apparently not.
A couple of weeks ago, Northwestern president Henry Bienen emerged from his cave to speak up about Carmody in the Chicago Tribune. Although Bienen is a lame-duck who is expected to depart his seat in 2009, he said Carmody's status is safe and secure, describing him as a ``close friend'' and ``great coach.'' Bienen, who knows Carmody from their Princeton days, said he thinks his coach has at three years left on his contract but hasn't bothered to look. It's a stunning acknowledgement that tells me Northwestern doesn't really care if basketball is successful. And if the university president doesn't care, why should a blue-chip player with a 4.0 grade-point average care?
It's not that the league is overwhelming us with its RPI rating these days. The Big Ten is down, with Indiana wobbling after the Kelvin Sampson drama and Wisconsin boring us to tears as the best team. With the right coach and right recruiting formula, Northwestern could be a middle-of-the-road club. Carmody has suggested lowering academic standards, but that is a copout. Call Montgomery. He knows the formula.
So it's 70 years and counting without an NCAA berth, which is almost as ugly as the Cubs not winning the World Series since 1908 and the Bears having one franchise quarterback since 1920. We are left to hear Carmody talk about a season-ending loss and bleak future like, well, Charlie Brown.
``This game is sort of typical of a lot of our games. We had the lead, but we couldn't come up with the win,'' he says in front of a smattering of media. ``It's been hard on the team, a tough season for all of us.''
Someone asks about the lack of offensive rebounding. ``I don't worry about offensive rebounds that much -- because we never get 'em,'' Carmody says.
No one laughs. Any idea how things can get better? ``We don't have enough guys to put the ball in the basket,'' he says. ``We're getting nothing up front, and that puts a lot of pressure on the perimeter guys. We have to have some new blood.
``You can only go up, just about.''
Sitting beside Carmody was his most inspirational player, Kevin Coble. He cannot believe the Wildcats had a 16-point lead late in the first half and lost. ``It's very frustrating, the same problem night in and night out,'' Coble says. ``At halftime, I thought we had broken through. But every night ... I can't figure out what it is. It's sickening to think we gave them the game.''
Perhaps the biggest embarrassment came from the mouth of Tubby Smith. Trying to give the losers a compliment, he referred to a ``Coach Car-moddy.''
That's about all you need to know.
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