Nobody from Alabama can quite remember when "Nick Satan" became a part of vernacular. Or if they do, they will not say for fear of him making their life hell.
Suffice it to say that enough people believe the nickname fits that T-shirts were made, pitchfork and all. There are a lot of people who do not like the Alabama coach, though none of them are the houndstooth-clad masses cheering for the Crimson Tide. He does a fair amount to warrant this identity. He also wins, which is a huge "suck it" for people who do not like him.
Watching Alabama slap around Michigan 41-14 on Saturday at JerryWorld, I found myself appreciating the man of the exceptionally pleated pants and few funny words. And in this time of fallen saints among college football's coaching ranks, I feel compelled to write in praise of Satan.
Saban is viewed exactly as he is, as a mercenary who cares about one thing and one thing only -- winning football games. I find that kind of truth in advertising refreshing in this...