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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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900211
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Sunday, February 11, 1990
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METRO FINAL
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COM
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1E
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Photo WILLIAM ARCHIE
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George Perles walks across  the indoor football practice field
in East Lansing.  "I can do it," he says of his new job. "All I
ask for is a one-year trial." 
Perles works in his office in the football building. His
appointment  as athletic director at Michigan State University
has met with opposition. 
Perles talks with assistant coach Larry Bielat outside his
office after a meeting.
Perles watches quarterback John Gieselman  in the training
room. "I know as much about this school as anybody," Perles
says.
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MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 1990, Detroit Free Press
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<HEADLINE>
GEORGE PERLES
IT HAD TO BE HIM
SPARTANS' AD IS OBSESSED WITH TRADITION
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EAST LANSING --  To understand George Perles you must first understand the
wall in his office. He points to it constantly. Look. The photos. Those famous
men, beaming down at him like destiny. Biggie  Munn. Duffy Daugherty. Jack
Breslin. His ancestors in the athletic department.

  "People may not believe it," he says, gazing at their faces, "but I did
what I did because of those guys."

  He's  right. People may not believe it. Nearly two weeks have passed since
Perles, the football coach, was named athletic director at Michigan State
University, in a bizarre 48 hours that saw him first in  New York, about to
sign a contract to coach the Jets -- he had the pen in his hand -- then
suddenly summoned back to East Lansing, where, against the wishes of the
university president, he was given  a one-year trial as athletic director by
the Board of Trustees.
  Oh, the uproar that followed! The press butchered him. Spartans fans
cheered him. Professors called it the death of academic integrity.  Players
called it great news. But through it all, no one asked Perles the Big Why: Why
was it so important he get the AD job -- so important, he seemed willing to
leave MSU if he didn't?
  I have  come to ask the question.
  "You know," he says, as we sit down, "I never anticipated this kind of
reaction. I've taken the worst whipping of my life on this thing. I still
don't know why . . . "
  It began, really, in early December, when Doug Weaver announced he was
retiring. There was no doubt in Perles' mind who should be the next athletic
director. Weaver had hired him in 1982. He wasn't  about to work for someone
else. After all, figured the Traditional Man, where's the tradition in that?
  "You don't replace people like Doug. I can't take the relationship we have
and do it with someone  else . . . 
  "Maybe the next guy would be good, too. Maybe he wouldn't be. How do I
know? I told Doug, 'No one's taking your place . . . '
  "Hey, I know as much about this school as anybody. . . . I'm gonna write a
book one day, the history of these guys on the wall. . . . But (retired MSU)
President Hannah is old, Breslin is dead, Weaver is retiring. Who's left to be
there with Biggie and  Duffy?"
  The answer, in Perles' mind, was himself. Athletic director? Why not?
Hadn't he earned his stripes? Went to school here, played here, coached here.
His goal in life, he says, is "to wear  a green jacket, eat bratwurst in the
parking lot, and have two lifetime passes to Spartan football games."
  Loaded with such Green and White inspiration, he went to see MSU president
John DiBiaggio  about the job.
  That's when the trouble began.
  Why do you want to be athletic director so badly? 
  "Right there, on the wall. That's why. Biggie, Duffy, Jack Breslin."
  Their legacy is  the reason you wanted this job?
  "Maybe it's egotistical. Maybe I rate myself too high as a Spartan. When I
came here, Biggie took a shine to me. Duffy was my coach. Jack was a close
friend. It's  for those guys. I want to continue what they've done."
  "But none of them were both football coach and athletic director."
  "That's true."
  "So why did you have to be?'
  "Because . . . I have the time. I can do it. All I ask for is a one-year
trial. I'll prove it to people."
  The meeting between Perles and DiBiaggio foreshadowed everything that
followed. It still bothers Perles.  He figured his love of tradition, his
Spartan heart, the pictures on his wall, might somehow earn him an automatic
nod from the president. When DiBiaggio instead told him he did not want one
man as coach  and athletic director, it hit Perles like an arrow through the
heart. He was "depressed . . . hurt . . . ticked off . . . I felt I had no
chance . . . "
  So much so that when the Jets called during  the Aloha Bowl, he was willing
to talk to them, meet with them, and yes, even sign with them. Does that sound
like an overreaction? "I admit it," says Perles, "I'm not normal when it comes
to this school. I'm overly emotional. I wanted the AD job so much -- for the
legacy of these guys, for Duffy, Biggie, Doug. I wanted it so badly, I was
even willing to give up coaching.  It would have meant a loss of  $200,000 in
income. I told DiBiaggio I'd do it anyhow. How much more of a sacrifice could
I make to prove my point?"
  DiBiaggio held firm. Although vice-president Roger Wilkinson makes the
recommendation  -- which the president must then approve -- DiBiaggio wanted a
thorough search process, open consideration of minority candidates, and no
prejudice toward existing coaches. 
  He might have gotten  his way had the Jets not entered the picture. Dick
Steinberg, their new GM, knew Perles when he was a defensive coach with the
Pittsburgh Steelers. He liked Perles' aggressive style and wanted to interview
 him.  The two talked in LA, after the Aloha Bowl.
  Question: Why did Perles even pursue such conversations if he truly loved
his job at MSU? 
  "Because I was hurt," he says.
  More conversations  followed. When it looked as though the Jets might make
an offer, Perles once again went to DiBiaggio and asked about his chances at
the AD spot. DiBiaggio once again told him it was not his decision  but
Wilkinson's. Perles called Wilkinson, who would only say that he was a
candidate.
  Before long, Perles was back in New York, talking contract.
  Critics say you "held up" the university with  the Jets' offer.
  "Not true. I never made an ultimatum."
  But MSU knew of the Jets' interest.
  "Yes."
  Had you taken the Jets' offer, how would you have explained it to people
at State?
  "One way. What's my top priority? My family, right? (The money) would have
helped my kids.  Not Sally and me. Our kids. It was a lot of money."
  If you hadn't been made athletic director, and MSU allowed you out of
your contract, would you be coaching the Jets right now?
  "That's a good possibility, yes."
  There are a hundred reasons to like George Perles. He can be charming and
modest.  He drives an Oldsmobile. Cooks for his friends. He often describes
himself as "a short, fat, Lithuanian phys ed teacher who'll never look good in
a $500 suit." 
  Yet some think Perles goes a little  heavy on the humility. Some people
don't trust him. After all, he does command big money at MSU (easily in excess
of $300,000 a year, counting outside income.) And he wields considerable
power. Joe Falls of the Detroit News has accused him of bullying the media.
"Not true," Perles responds. "That's just one man's opinion."
  (Just the same, his sports information director, Ken Hoffman, screened my
interview request, asking "What type of questions do you have in mind?" He
quoted from an article I had written, saying some negative parts "concerned
George." He also asked to sit in during the interview.  I said no. Maybe
Perles should not be blamed for Hoffman's actions.  But if he didn't want such
protection, he could easily stop it.)
  So you have to decide where you stand on George Perles before  you decide
how much of his humble Spartans image you accept.  This much is true: He
undoubtedly loves his alma mater. This is also true: He has benefited every
time another suitor came calling.
* In  1982, State hired him away from the Philadelphia Stars of the USFL -- a
team he'd only been with a few months -- buying out his contract for $175,000
and making him the highest-paid coach in the Big  Ten.
* In 1988, when the Green Bay Packers called, MSU responded, giving Perles a
10-year contract and an annuity for his retirement.
* In 1990, the Jets wooed him. The Board of Trustees acted swiftly  to make
him athletic director.
  Now, it is true, in all three cases, Perles turned down bigger money to
stay at MSU. But he also got what he wanted from his alma mater. Some feel he
used the Jets'  offer as a wedge for the AD job. How could he do that to his
beloved school? According to Perles, it was actually the Jets, in the 11th
hour of their negotiations, who called MSU to make sure he was  legally clear
to accept an NFL job. "That phone call surprised me," Perles recalls. "The
board wanted me to come home and talk about permission to leave my contract."
  Perles, ready to sign a multimillion  dollar deal with New York, instead
went home. East Lansing was in a panic. Will he go? How will our team be
affected? Meetings. Debates. That night Perles sat at home, watching on live
TV as the trustees voted one at a time on whether he should be the next
athletic director. Final tally: five yes, three no. He called the Jets the
next morning and told them he was staying. He got what he wanted.
  He was on the wall. 
  Was that hard to sit there and watch on TV?
  "Sure. It was difficult."
  Was it fair?
  "I have no problem with it.'
  Were you fair?
  "I tried to be. God,  I tried to be. The people I answer to here knew
every move I made."
  Critics say you shouldn't have talked to the Jets in the first place.
  "Would you talk to the best paper in the country if  they wanted to double
your salary?"
  But why would you want to coach the NFL if you loved MSU so much?
  "For one thing, in the back of my mind was a burning desire for that fifth
Super Bowl ring.  Did anyone ask about that? Same reason I talked to Green
Bay. I would have liked to have been the first guy to get five rings."
  Was that your reason with the Jets?
  "What else is there?"
  In the end, you must decide yourself whether you believe in George Perles.
He demands a leap of faith. Can anyone be that true to his school? If, as he
claims, he wants this job to honor the MSU legacy,  well, my goodness, what
could be purer? But if that's just a smoke screen for a man collecting power,
what could be more shameful?
  Here is a man who adores his school, and yet went to the mat with  its
president.  Here is a man who claims the perfect job, but he was ready to
leave it for the NFL? Because he was hurt? It makes you wonder, that's all. I
like Perles, but sometimes I think his obsession  with MSU clouds his
judgment. The world, after all, is not divided by Spartans on one side and
everyone else on the other.
  What bothered critics was not Perles' desire to be AD, but rather 1) the
panicky selection process, which left out other candidates, and 2) the fact
that the football coach would now oversee all athletics -- including his own
program. What assurances does the university  have against scandal or cheating
if the big-money football coach answers only to himself?
  This worried DiBiaggio. It would worry anyone. Perles notes successful
precedents such as Bear Bryant, Pat  Dye and Vince Dooley, and says he is
willing to be evaluated one year at a time -- "for the rest of my career if
they want." 
  A leap of faith. And we can only hope for the best. He sits in the
chair, next to the wall, and the bumpy road is not over. Last week, a
prominent booster and former statistician claimed Perles banished him from the
team plane after he yanked a $2,500 ad from Perles'  TV show. Says Perles: "I
already answered that. It's not true." 
  What if, I ask, in the next eight years, another NFL team makes an offer?
Perles shakes his head.
  "You're playing a game I don't  play, What If's. What if the New York
Times comes to you?"
  "Nobody cares about me. I'm just a newspaper writer."
  "And I'm just a little Lithuanian."
  "Would you talk to them?"
  "I don't  know; I can't answer that. Yes or no, it wouldn't come out
right."
  "But you just said you have the job of your dreams now. You can continue
the legacy. It's everything you wanted. You said--
  "OK. OK. This is it. I wouldn't listen."
  "It's all over?"
  "Yeah. It's all over."
  The photos on the wall look down in silence. 
  We'll see.
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GEORGE PERLES; FOOTBALL; MSU
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