We had wanted to pay tribute to Coach Prosser a few days ago.
Unfortunately, this tragedy hit us a bit close to home and it became difficult to formulate thoughts through the grief.
Prosser was a solid citizen and a good man. Admired as much by his opponents and competitor coaches as by his friends and family.
Prosser ran upstanding programs and his ability to "do more with less" is one of the characteristics that made Coach Prosser so well respected.
You didn't read articles about his players causing problems, getting DUI's or under performing in the NBA. You didn't find Coach Prosser pompously lecturing other programs or the media. You weren't saturated by force fed ads, articles, interviews and sycophantic verbal fellatio indulgences performed on him by "admirers" of his leadership.
No, you were treated to well coached teams. To a humble coach.
Such a startling ending. Too short an existance. We all look upward and question: Why?
It just doesn't seem fair.
Why couldn't it be Coach K? Why didn't Satan call him home?