Back in high school (94-98), I played baseball for a perennial state title contender. My high school won 4 state titles out of 5 title game appearances in the 90's with a couple of more titles since. We were a great program with few poor losses.
During my last season one of those poor losses occurred. Immediately following the game, our coaches spent some time with team in the locker room to discuss the embarrassment. Our head coach began with the standard berating. He slowly transitioned to his strength of mocking. Speaking directly to the younger, entitled players he previewed their parents coddling. "Don't worry Billy. It's not your fault. Go upstairs and get your milk and cookies. You played great today."
Next up was the asst. coach who worked the good guy role. He brought criticisms that were actually useful. He was stern but honest and I, for one, took it more seriously. Mind you, I was a role player and not fully immersed in winning and losing. My focus was on graduating and getting down to Tallahassee after some summer enjoyment.
Shortly after the head coach jumped back in. With the need to bring our spirits back down, he increases the belittling. During this portion of the show he mentions Willie White Shoes. "I've never lost to Willie White Shoes in my life" he said with a snarl. This was his pet name for the opposing coach as that coach never gave up on the all white Payless cleats. "26-0 I was, until today" he added. Then my 5 ft 10 inch 150lb coach bent at the waist in a strong squat position, scanned the room to include everyone, slowly lifted his arms and wrapped his hands around his throat. As matter-of-fact as possible, he stated "You're all a bunch of chokes." After that, he slowly rose up, exited stage right and the rest of the coaches followed.
The team captain grabbed a chair, sat in front of the team and started to address the team as I recuperated from holding in my laughter. Most of the team was livid and trying to figure out how to fix everything broken with this team. We need to practice more. We need to take these games more seriously. We can't lose to teams that have so much less talent. At this point I stood up and simply said "We can run the table and everything will be fine." Of course some players took offense to this as if I didn't care. Our talent simply overmatched everyone left on our schedule and we'd be in our expected position at the end of the year if we played as expected. Ultimately, that’s what occurred. The rest of the regular season produced W’s and overall the team made it to the state semifinals, which was a realistic end of season goal.
That brings us to today. FSU lost to an inferior team. A frustrating loss, which could have been a win, gave FSU two losses early in a highly anticipated season. A loss to Dabo, who's less qualified than most coaches seem to be and almost never looks the part. It's tough to take that loss for those reasons. So, do we rip everything up and start from scratch? Do we walk up to Doak with torches screaming for coaches' heads? At this point I would simply say "We can run the table (up to and including the UVa game) and everything will be fine." Most had FSU finishing 9-3 or 10-2. This is still on schedule. Don’t rip up the game plan because FSU lost to Willie White Shoes.