We’ve reached the end of the story.
The end of the book.
The last page.
It’s time for Warde Manuel to go.
At this point, the national championships and all the winning seasons don’t erase the stench the Michigan program has found itself in. Dusty May leaving was the tipping point.
Winning a national championship after decades does not erase the fact that Warde Manuel has overseen the most turbulent time in Wolverine history. (And that’s saying a lot, considering) Manuel’s time may have produced national championships in both football and basketball, but the controversies that have come with it have been more risk than reward.
The cheating scandal that rocked Jim Harbaugh’s tenure was painful enough, only to be followed by Sherrone Moore’s personal indiscretions, plus a lack of field culpability and Dusty May’s abrupt departure to Dallas. While controversy is most certainly a part of the college football landscape; this much controversy borders on ineptitude.
The real question is, is Manuel a good judge of character at this point? Or does the millions of dollars that the Michigan program brings in each year cloud his overall judgement? The adage of things that can be erased by winning is no longer fruitful. The Michigan name has become wrapped with cheating and cutting corners and that erases the winning ways. A legacy that was built on tradition and good people has lost its way.
Michigan is at a crossroads
The Michigan program is at a crossroads. Where does it go from here? Not only do they have to keep up with the national powerhouse that is the Big Ten; but they must erase the national perspective that Michigan is the lowliest of lows. At this point, it would be hard-pressed to find a fanbase that doesn’t despise the Wolverines and what they got away with. People may lie. Documents may be manufactured, but the tape still exists. Or do a lot of guys look like Conor Stallions? Even if that is up for interpretation, the sceptics remain.
The Michigan fans don’t deserve turbulence. In a year the Wolverines became the national champion, when almost no one thought they could do it, that summer should not be relegated to continuance of headlines that have nothing to do with the actual playing on the field or court.
So, now is the time.
It’s that point when the hourglass is nearing its end and there is barely any sand left on one side.
Ann Arbor needs a new one.
The current one is all taped up and breaking at the seams.
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