Pittsburgh Football: (Sun) Devil They Know Is No Better Than Devil They Don't

Much has changed for No. 17 Arizona State in the three weeks since Bleacher Report national college football columnist Greg Couch hailed head coach Todd Graham as "The Smartest Bad Hire in College Football History."
Not much has changed for Pitt, however, in the three years since Paul Chryst took Graham's infamously vacated job. But I refuse to throw Chryst under the team bus for another regrettable regular season without making Graham grab a wheel.
At one point, ASU was 10 spots above its current spot in the AP poll, and the snake who got on the first plane to Tempe stood an outside chance of slithering into the inaugural College Football Playoff.
Then suddenly, Steel Citizens who couldn't find Corvallis without the aid of Google Maps most assuredly danced on the Sun Devils' grave by the pale moonlight as Oregon State, and later Arizona, knocked them out of Pac-12 contention.
Those spiteful Pitt fans haven't had as much to cheer about locally, save for transcendent individuals like ACC Player of the Year James Conner. Even with the nation's No. 4 rusher, the Panthers had to claw the bottom of the barrel for wins over Syracuse and Miami just to "achieve" a fourth consecutive 6-6 regular campaign and token bowl bid to be announced Sunday.
As recently as Week 12, ASU under Graham has become something that Pitt has not been under Chryst—relevant—hence the horn-tooting. But does he really deserve to be called a "smart bad hire"? Can ASU really have its devil's food cake—see what I did there—and eat it?
Graham should be judged on all his deeds, not just the ones that headline The State Press sports page. Certain deeds belie whatever genius a man possesses.
Couch said, love him or hate him, it's time to resign ourselves to the notion that Graham was "the right guy" after all. Just like Woody Hayes was the right guy for Ohio State...until he punched Charlie Bauman.
Just like Bobby Collins was the right guy for SMU...until his brazen cheating KO'd that whole program.
Just like Joe Paterno was the right guy for Penn State...until...well, you know.
"Graham is not a study in disloyalty or anti-commitment as people have labeled," Couch wrote.
Thirty-six months and 2,048 frequent-flyer miles ago, he was given a position of authority with which he loudly presented himself to his players as loyal. Those players, coincidentally, were then stabbed in their collective back by a small man with a red pitchfork.
There are over 120 teams in the FBS, filled with student-athletes working their tails off year-round in good faith because they all want to win just as badly as Graham does. Yet he decided one innocent group of student-athletes was more deserving of professionalism than another.
Isn't that the essence of disloyalty?
That decision exacerbated Pitt's ongoing run of mediocrity by stunting players' recruitment, development and, above all, trust. Chryst has simply tried to make the you-know-what sandwich left in his lunch pail more edible.
"Sure, he has done some sneaky things, treated his players poorly," Couch continued. "But coaches shouldn't be expected to stick around in any job longer than they want, longer than it seems like the right place to be."
Well, if nothing else, Graham has certainly demonstrated a better understanding of the new American way than his counterpart. Chryst has spent the last three years recruiting players who will love his program unconditionally and weeding out those who won't. Those who stick have come to expect their devotion to be reciprocated.
Oh, that unpatriotic scoundrel!
Seriously, though, if it's too big to ask for a grown man tasked with setting an example for young men to say what he means and mean what he says, then what does that tell you about the sorry state of his profession?
What does it tell you that Chryst doesn't see it that way?
"He isn't even a symbol of the greed of college football," Couch said of Graham. "He is just a guy who has left a job as soon as a better one came along. Be honest: You would do the same thing."
That's not what Chryst did. He humbly battled through his first year at Pitt with—generally speaking—an island of misfit toys. When his alma mater needed someone to replace Bret Bielema, just as some Pitt fans contracted Here-We-Go-Again Syndrome, Chryst publicly reaffirmed his commitment to their team.
One guy turned down, presumably, a dream job (as opposed to a "dream job") for the greater good. One guy did the polar opposite.
There will be blood on the hands of athletic director Steve Pederson, with whom Graham butted heads, unless Chryst wins at Pitt as consistently as Graham has at ASU.
Still, if you were Pederson, and you had a program-changing and potentially career-defining decision to do over, which personality would you put in charge?
One of the first players to take advantage of Chryst's open-door policy at Pitt was beleaguered quarterback Tino Sunseri, who was once called out publicly by Graham for an "average" performance after throwing for 419 yards in a win over Connecticut.
When he would share stories with Chryst about his relationship with Graham, the two men could be heard sharing boisterous laughter.
Sunseri, following a wildly inconsistent junior season, had become a lightning rod for all Pitt's struggles. Sometimes it was called for, as Pittsburgh Post-Gazette columnist Ron Cook wrote at the time, but sometimes, as was the case with Graham's put-down, it wasn't.
Under Chryst, Sunseri quietly threw for the second-most single-season yards in school history, and he threw 271 straight attempts without an interception at one point.
Lost in the disappointment of Chryst's .500 lifetime record at Pitt is the fact he got Sunseri's successor, Tom Savage, a hard-luck journeyman, to the NFL.
Though neither was a program savior, this noteworthy pattern continued as new starter Chad Voytik improved steadily this season.
The redshirt sophomore, who threw for 15 touchdowns against seven interceptions, registered seven TDs and just two picks in the second half of this season, while boosting his completion rate by almost 10 percent.
Voytik finished the regular season a respectable 30th among FBS passers with a 143.8 efficiency mark.
Chryst has not yet put a finished product on the field, as his vulnerable and inexperienced defense has demonstrated this year.
But between the annual maturation of his quarterbacks, the increased stubbornness of his offensive line (which has allowed fewer than half as many sacks as last year), the eye-popping playmaking of receiver Tyler Boyd and Conner's aforementioned accolade (or should I say, "ACColade"?), it's clear he's getting closer.
Furthermore, he's doing it with the youngest team in major college football. While Voytik's recruitment, retrospectively, might have been the only redeeming quality of Graham's stint, Chryst's recruiting classes are starting to bear fruit.
Highlighting his next one will be cornerback Jordan Whitehead of nearby Central Valley High School, arguably Pennsylvania's top prospect.
Fans bemoaning the decline of the program since the Dave Wannstedt era have to realize the program will be better off once Chryst has what Wannstedt had at his peak: a team chiefly featuring upperclassmen and boasting NFL-caliber talent at multiple positions.
That is not to say Pitt shouldn't be on a better trajectory than it is now. Every game—with the exception of that historically nightmarish homecoming date with Georgia Tech—was within the Panthers' reach.
Losing at home to Akron is indefensible for all involved. Chryst's butchery of what should have been a quality win over Duke also underscores the growing pains he's been through as a game-day coach.
Graham, meanwhile, is coming off a 9-3 regular season with his own 11-man senior class that, along with Pitt's, is one of the least voluminous in the country.
"I don't mind growing pains if we're growing," Chryst said to flagship radio station 93.7 The Fan (KDKA-FM) midseason. "But if we're just going through pain for the sake of pain, not real smart."
Next year, Pitt needs to start showing tangible signs of growth. It wouldn't hurt if whatever defensive talent Chryst has to work with, such as Whitehead, starts making beleaguered coordinator Matt House look like an overnight genius.
Otherwise, Chryst's legacy will be tainted, and Pederson's seat should be piping hot, if it isn't already.
But for now, the pen is still very much in Chryst's hand. And we should be more forgiving of this coach, who came to town with a plan and stuck to it while holding players to rational standards, than the copperhead who bolted for The Copper State when he realized what he wanted wouldn't just be handed to him.
Pittsburghers, thirsty as a desert-dweller for the glory days, were willing to drink Graham's Kool-Aid. To hear a man make bold, "high-octane" promises who did not appear allergic to expectations was their ultimate refreshment after years of seeing their team underperform, or sometimes, barely perform at all.
Now that Graham has left with "speed, speed, speed," dealing with the mild-mannered Chryst has been an ironically nice change of pace.
One of my most vivid memories of working for the flagship for four years was its coverage of Graham's clandestine exit.
Late-night host Chris Mueller invited listeners to play "Name That Press Conference," a satirical game in which callers were asked to properly identify out-of-context yet eerily similar sound bites from Graham's introductory conferences at both Pitt and ASU.
Weekend host Bob Pompeani actually booked him on his show to give him a chance to account for himself. Graham backed out at the last minute, doing so—fittingly—by shooting Pompeani a text message that read, "That chapter of my life is over."
I'd like to believe that in another three years the book on Chryst will be easier for Pitt fans to digest. I'd also like to believe both Graham and his apologists will still appear vindicated. But it's not how you start. It's how you finish.
ASU, as Couch corroborated, has divorced itself from any previously harbored skepticism and made its marriage to Graham a happy one. I understand completely. I'm just bracing myself for the messier divorce that will ensue when Graham contrives a way to alienate that fanbase too.
If you're one of the fans who doesn't care how sausage is made, you can call Graham a "smart bad hire" until proven otherwise. If you're a true Pitt fan, you can call him addition by subtraction.
I can only wonder what he'll be called when the next "dream job" beckons.
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