When opposites attack: Boisterous Tom Herman, quiet Greg Ward Jr. combine to put Houston in playoff conversation
Couple of choice quotes:
Ward took over at quarterback for the final eight games, during which he threw for 2,010 yards and rushed for 573. He admits now that he didn’t know how much he didn’t know: Standing at the line of scrimmage unable to diagnose a defense, he took flight at the first sign of pressure.
Tony Levine and Travis Bush ladies and gentlemen.
As an undergraduate at Division III Cal Lutheran in Thousand Oaks, Calif., during the mid-1990s, Tom Herman starred as a wide receiver and did P.A. announcing for other sports. At a baseball game during his senior year he played the chime of a cuckoo clock over the stadium speakers to second-guess an umpire’s call. The portly ump pointed at Herman in the bleachers and barked, “One more of those, and you’re out of here!”
Herman didn’t flinch. “I swear to holy heaven the very next [sound effect] on there was a pig squealing,” Herman says, his green eyes twinkling, “and I pressed play.” Herman mimics the oinking that blared through the park and cackles at the memory of the ump screaming, “You’re out of here!”
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