So, What Now?
So you're a Hall of Fame coach. The all-time winningest men's basketball coach in NCAA Division I history.
And you wake up one morning and realize that, after close to 41 years of doing the same shit everyday, that you're tired of it.
So you retire. Walk off, into the Sunset, and on your own terms. Quite apropos, for the man who once told a soldout Assembly Hall at Indiana that they hope he gets buried upside down, so the world can "kiss his ass." Also the same guy who hurled invectives and expletives at anyone, any place...vases of flowers at his secretaries, and cold-cocked his former SID for writing a "bad release."
You can argue Bob Knight's effect and influence on the game all day long. Was he good? Was he bad? Was he great? Was he a detriment?
I don't know. Probably all of the above.
But the one thing I can say for certain is that I hope Coach Knight gets a chance to enjoy his retirement.
Perhaps he could play some golf...or coach the sport...