Now come on, people, when Tim Floyd started pursuing the Chicago Bulls job, none of us were happy. As a matter of fact, most of us thought he was betraying us, because he was just starting to recruit good players--like this Marcus Fizer kid. And that other kid, the one from Sioux City, Hinrich, was going to be the point guard we needed. And yes, he'd talked about being a Cyclone lifer.
When Floyd left for Chicago, it was a punch in the gut--and not just because Beverly Floyd was gorgeous. He was throwing everything aside that he had come to Ames to do. Sure, Chicago was a great opportunity--but it was obvious that we didn't matter, just his own coaching ambitions.
Well, maybe most of us started to forgive him when the Bulls' best players essentially refused to play for him. Maybe more of us forgave him when he took a beat down with a roster constantly devoid of talent. Maybe even more of us forgave him when Larry Eustachy, his friend and successor, took us to within a heartbeat of the Final Four with the aforementioned Fizer--a year we should have won the whole damn thing.
Well, I dunno about Chizik in ten years, but Tim Floyd has one hell of a lot of cash in his pocket now, is at a glamour (if not an elite) school, and most of us would happily take him back were he to want to return to Ames.
Just sayin', there's not a lot of difference between Floyd and Chizik. Well, except that Johnny was forced out, so that Floyd would start off with a stocked roster. But Floyd definitely didn't "finish the job".
