The Indiana Hoosiers are 2-2 heading into Saturday’s showdown with Michigan State. Ha, showdown. More like complete destruction by a usually punchless Spartan offense. Expect running back Le’Veon Bell to have a nice day Saturday.
However, if quarterback Tre Roberson hadn’t broken his leg/ankle/lower body against UMass in week two, there is a very real chance that the Hoosiers would be 3-1 at the absolute worst. Regardless, they have definitely improved in year two of head coach Kevin Wilson’s tenure, even if that improvement isn’t enough to keep the Hoosiers from once again being the worst team in the Big Ten.
Indiana Athletic Director Fred Glass – probably based partially upon the Hoosiers’ improvement and the fact that Wilson has five years left on a seven-year contract – gave the head coach a ringing vote of confidence Thursday, saying he was “absolutely the right guy,” among other things.
That, of course, means Wilson will probably be fired at season’s end.
Sure, a seven year contract is a decent safeguard for a guy tasked with improving one of the worst FBS programs in history, but the Hoosiers are still 3-13 in a season and a half under Wilson and are still atrocious in two of the three phases of the game (the offense is merely average).
Wilson has also had a few incidents off the field that may or may not have reflected badly on the program. I did, however, defend him when he went off on some local radio hacks before last season. Especially because he seemed like he was defending his program despite its losing ways.
The point is, despite whatever safeguards are in place, if the AD feels the need to endorse the head coach four games into the season, something is amiss. The team is .500 but looks like it will finish well below there, and little has been done to alleviate the feeling that the Hoosiers have little or no chance of beating most Big Ten teams on a week-to-week basis. Heck, they’re still not even competitive with Northwestern.
Not for nothing, but I would update my resume if I were Kevin Wilson. Because any public endorsement by an athletic director is usually the kiss of death.