Life & Times of Rick Majerus

I saw a rick majerus post in another topic and thought i should post this article i was reading again a few weeks ago. I die everytime i read some of the stuff he was doing as a coach. Hes an all time great in my opinion. Its 7 pages longe but here some of the good stuff
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-During the 2001-02 season Majerus reportedly called Lance Allred, a backup center who was 75% deaf, “a disgrace to cripples” who had “weaseled [his] way through life using [his poor] hearing as an excuse.”
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-He’s not alone. During a game in 1999 Majerus gathered his team around him during a timeout and zeroed in on struggling center Nate Althoff. “You’ve got none of these,” Majerus growled, and then reached over and lightly backhanded Althoff’s groin. “You’ve got no nuts!”
Althoff took no offense — to that or any other aspect of playing for Majerus. “Best experience of my life,” he says. “By far.”
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“The first time, [Utah was] recruiting me, and after the game I went down to the [Utes’] locker room,” says Jeff Johnsen, who signed with Utah in 1996. “His hair’s everywhere and his sweater’s off and he’s just drenched, and he’s eating a whole pizza in front of me and he’s like, ‘You want any?’ I grab a piece, and then he starts undressing and gets in the shower and is still talking to me. It was funny. It was weird. How many grown, fat, naked men do you see when you’re a high school kid?”
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Another player remembers Majerus calling him up to his hotel room on various occasions, and “he’d answer the door in his towel and I’d come in and the towel would fall off and it was like nothing had happened. He’d just be standing there buck naked. One year he had this lower-back injury, and he would have the trainer massage it with ultrasound. But instead of just lowering his pants a little bit, Majerus would pull his pants down to his ankles and sit in a chair and coach us. Sometimes he’d be like, ‘Guys, bring it in, take a knee.’ We’d come in, and we’re just like, No way this is happening.”
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Yet there have been instances, with even his favorite players, in which Majerus’s behavior was decidedly odd. Doleac spent his first three years at Utah shell-shocked by Majerus’s tirades, his knack for calling his players “c—-.” It didn’t help that once during the 1995-96 season Majerus got so desperate — to make a point, to lighten the mood — that he flashed his team. It was during a morning shootaround. Majerus kept telling Doleac that he needed to keep six inches between himself and his opponent in the post. When Doleac was caught shortly after leaning on his man, the coach erupted. ” ‘Jesus f—— Christ, Doleac! When a guy catches the ball in the post, you gap him six inches!’ ” Doleac recalls Majerus yelling. “Then he turns to the guys sitting on the baseline and says, ‘Six f—— inches,’ and he says, ‘the size of the average white d—!’ and pulls it out. That story spread like wildfire, but at the time it’s not funny. At the time you’re terrified.”