In the annals of Iowa State Football, there lies a short stint of a 2-year career by a gentleman who doesn’t quite fit the picture of a Cyclone football coach.
That asshole goes by the name of Gene Chizik.
I remember like it was yesterday, I was a freshman in college, and was perusing the message boards more often than I was studying (or drinking Busch Light). Jamie Pollard had kept the coaching search more secret than before the Japs bombed Pearl Harbor.
Iowa State had just let go one of its all time greats in Dan McCarney, and the Cyclone faithful yearned for a homerun hire.