His mother Rajika, a single parent, rode off the field with him on a cart - store that image away - and Reid was gone five weeks. Reid had only operated option or play-action offenses, but it sounded nice on paper, particularly when Gundy said, "You're the future of the program, son."Īs promised, Reid started as a redshirt freshman in 2005, until, at midseason, he dislocated three toes against Missouri. He told him he was bringing in Larry Fedora from Florida to be offensive coordinator, and that Fedora's spread offense suited Reid's running and passing skills. It was OSU's new head coach on the line: Gundy. But as he was driving home to Houston, Reid's cell phone rang. And not only did Reid lose his freshman season, he lost Les Miles.įollowing a loss in the 2004 Alamo Bowl, Miles bolted to LSU, and Reid - who'd grown fond of the coach - said he felt like leaving with him. A linebacker smashed Reid's throwing shoulder during practice, and his labrum didn't survive. Miles and Gundy's plan had been to start the kid from Day 1, but, that first spring, Reid took his virgin hit. Gundy, in the '80s, had been a stellar quarterback himself at Oklahoma State, but now he was a bit hyper, a bit overcaffeined and a bit entertaining. The coach kept it loose in quarterback meetings and rarely went anywhere without a can of soda or Red Bull. Right away, Reid thought Gundy was hilarious. It had a certain Oklahoma State quarterback coach frothing at the mouth. Better yet, he'd graduated from high school early, which meant he could attend spring practice before his freshman season.
The kid was 6-foot-4, 235 pounds and so quick he'd never taken a direct hit. But Reid's word was oak, and Miles considered it the biggest recruiting coup at the school since Thurman Thomas. Ohio State recruited him anyway, and Reid even let Jim Tressel into his home. Then Oklahoma State coach Les Miles, offered him his first scholarship and a mesmerized Reid accepted. Reid had it all: arm, legs, smarts, manners and an unlisted phone number. They dubbed him the next Vince Young, they charted his long passes with a tape measure, and, when he led his Houston high school to the 2003 Class 5A State title, they figured someday he'd be playing on Sundays. They built this quarterback in Southern Texas. This is the quarterback."Ĭo-ed: "Well, your coach is such a magnificent man. He was at a party last fall with a teammate, receiver Adarius Bowman, when two co-eds found out he and Bowman were football players at Oklahoma State.Ĭo-ed: "Oh! Your coach is such a great guy, the way he stood up for his quarterback!"īowman: "This is the boy you're talking about right here. The quarterback's name is Bobby Reid, and if his pulse is quick and his tongue is acid, it's because he's still stewing over the 3-minute, 20-second rant that Reid says "basically ended my life." Seven months later, the tirade of the century still has legs, and those legs are leaning against a rusted goalpost in Houston. It's a place where a coach is a cult figure for hollering: "I'm a man! I'm 40!" And it's a place where a quarterback is a vagabond - for not hollering back. The lethal combination of testosterone, Red Bull and YouTube got us to this awkward place. Reid: Gundy's rant "basically ended my life"
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