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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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941109
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Wednesday, November 09, 1994
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METRO FINAL CHASER
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SPT
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1C
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MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 1994, Detroit Free Press
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PERLES WON'T BE REMEMBERED LIKE
THE COACHES HE SO ADMIRED
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He  huffed and he puffed and the house blew down on him. In the end, George
Perles was left mumbling the same worn-out stories about Biggie and Duffy and
the men who had this job before him, their great  tradition, how all he wanted
to do was honor them. He was talking this stuff even as his job was being
folded, packed and slid under the door.

  "I had three years left, and I wanted to coach three years," he said,
moments after the university president gave him the boot. "I couldn't, so I
was fired. That's a breach of contract.

  "Those are facts."
  Yes. Well. So are these. Four victories,  five losses this year. A career
record of 72-61-4. A history of rumor and innuendo about the program. And a
legacy of stroking the MSU tradition with one hand, while strangling its neck
with the other.
  Go Green. Go White. Go Away. When you visited George Perles, he would pull
you into his office and fondly point to the previous coaches' pictures on his
walls. And wax nostalgic. Nobody does this  better. Perles damn near gets
tears in his eyes every time he tells you -- and he often tells you -- how he
went to school here, his wife went here, his kids went here. How his family is
just down the  pike, and one day, when he's not coaching, he'll be in the MSU
parking lot with a bratwurst, tailgating in his green-and-white sweater.
  Start the grill. The thing about Perles is that he always paid homage, but
he didn't pay attention. His football program rarely seemed under control,
whether it was his repeatedly dull offenses or the off-field antics of his
players. I think George is a good  man, and a decent man. But he knew what he
wanted to know and he acted like he didn't want to know anything else.
  Here is the fruit of that behavior: A bomb drop by a former player
claiming the  school is one big cheating machine; three internal
investigations by the university; a Brutus-job by a trustee who used to love
him; and, finally, Tuesday, a news conference where the president, Peter
McPherson says -- with a straight face -- "We wanted to announce (Perles'
firing) a few days before the final home game, so George can get the
appropriate cheering that he deserves."
  What cheer  is that, Peter?
  Go Green, go White, go Away?
The long farewell
  Now, before we throw all the penalty flags on this one, let us say that it
is never pretty when a man loses his job, and thosewho  simply wrote or
broadcast "fire him" should know one day how that feels. It's not kind.
  Then again, neither is holding your university hostage. Perles did this
several years ago when the New York  Jets -- in an embarrassing moment in club
history -- made George an offer to be head coach, which he used in a power
play against the MSU president to win the athletic director's job.
  MSU -- which  caved in when it should have said, "Have a nice trip" -- is
now paying the price.  It will pay in cold, hard cash when Perles and his
lawyers are done. Three years left is three years left, and we're  talking
major dollars.
  "I never fired anyone in my life, never will," Perles declared, trying to
show he is somehow a kinder spirit than the president who canned him. "Duffy
never fired anyone.  Woody Hayes never did. . . . I would never put a wife and
children out on the street."
  Hmm. Somehow, when this settlement is over, I don't think George will land
on the street. Not unless it's got  a lakefront view.
  But that's Perles. You ask about cheating, he tells you about Duffy. You
ask about steroids, he tells you about the potato pancakes he used to make as
a kid. He is engaging, charming,  but he has not been accountable.
  Until now. And let's make no mistake here. He is accountable mostly for
losing. Yes, it looks awful that the school is once again dragged through the
mud by allegations  of NCAA violations. But trust me, if the Spartans were 8-1
and Rose Bowl-bound, somehow none of that would matter.
  This is ultimately about winning first, losing second, rule-bending third.
George  finally lost enough for them to kick down the door and read him his
farewell speech.
  Go Green. Go White. Go Away.
The bottom line
  There were a few good moments with Perles. The 1988 Rose Bowl.  The trip
to Disneyland. The image he cut of an everyday Joe, coaching his way to the
biggest prize in his conference.
  But the luster faded quickly. The cheers had barely died from the Rose
Bowl  when the Green Bay Packers made him an offer and he considered it --
until MSU anted up a 10-year contract. The Packers? After bragging how he bled
Green and White?
  That was about it for great moments.  The rest has been a slow and steady
spiral in the wrong direction. Some embarrassing losses. A second-fiddle spot
to Michigan.
  What did George expect? Most other coaches, without a 10- year deal,
would have been fired before this.
  The funny thing is, he leaves with nothing nailed to his back. For all the
noise, they never stuck the steroids thing. They never proved the cheating.
Maybe this  latest little number with Roosevelt Wagner would have led to his
downfall -- but he'll be long gone before anything comes of that.
  "I call myself a son of Michigan State," Perles said in his rambling
farewell. "I will help the coach that succeeds me. I will be around. I will be
active. And I will never, ever, say anything negative about Michigan State
University."
  If only they could say the  same about you. Perles honored the past, but
he arm-wrestled the present. He and John DiBiaggio should have been in a steel
cage. His relationship with AD Merrily Dean Baker is no model of cooperation.
And I don't think McPherson made Perles' Christmas list.
  The school looks bad. They took too long to make this decision, then
announced it two weeks too early. Typical MSU. Somebody send them a  clue.
  As for Perles, well, losing some money won't hurt him. Losing power won't
hurt him. 
  What will hurt him is that whoever comes in next will not be sitting in
the office one day, looking  up at his portrait and saying, "All I wanna do is
be like Biggie, Duffy and Georgie."
  For that, he has himself to blame.
  Go Green. Go White. Go Away.
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MSU; SPARTANS; FOOTBALL; COLLEGE; GEORGE  PERLES; RETIREMENT;;COACH; BIOGRAPHY; MAJOR STORY
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