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Adam Gase Is Intriguing

Pace yourself, big guy!

August 13, 2019 - 1:41 pm

The 2019 NFL season officially kicks off in just 24 days on Thursday, September 5th. But you’d think it was already the playoffs if you kept a Google News Alert on New York Jets head coach, Adam Gase last week. Ol’ Golf Ball Eyes had himself one helluva 48 hours when The Athletic dropped a profile piece on him Wednesday—and then when he debuted as the Jets head coach in their preseason opener a day later on Thursday.

I’ll start with the profile piece on The Athletic—which unearthed some absolutely incredible gems about the 41-year-old who has some extremely alarming eating, sleeping, and working habits.

Look, it’s common place for football coaches to spend way too much time at the office obsessing over tape and game-planning, but even by those standards Adam Gase might be in league of his own. The article spends some time on his days in Miami as the Dolphins head coach and says that Gase lived across the street from his then offensive coordinator, Dowell Loggains. Straight from the piece, “Sometimes, Loggains would be jostled awake after midnight by his wife. ‘Adam’s at the door,’ she would say.”

Forget texting. Forget calling. Forget e-mailing. Adam Gase would just walk across the street from his house, to his OC’s place, and post up at the door waiting to be to let in. After midnight. And he didn’t care who he was waking up in the process. And this apparently happened more than once. We all know the feeling of getting hit up from our bosses outside of work hours. Now ratchet that feeling up a million times and imagine your boss on your doorstep after midnight wanting to do work. His car didn’t break down. He wasn’t just robbed. His roof wasn’t on fire. He just wanted to do work. I know moving houses sucks—but how Dowell Loggains didn’t put a for sale sign in the yard, pack up, and move to a new hood is beyond me.

Kenny Stills told The Athletic that he had to tell Adam Gase to stop texting him after midnight because Gase kept waking him up. Mike Tannenbaum—who worked with Gase in Miami—said, “You would get these texts from him until 4 in the morning on a regular basis.”

But it gets weirder. The piece also says that Gase slugs down five to six 20-ounce cups of coffee a day from a Kuerig machine he keeps at his desk. No wonder his eyes were bugging out of his head back in January.  The simple math says that’s 100 to 120 ounces of Joe every day. And he doesn’t even bother getting up to fuel up. He just main-lines caffeine from his desk in an office that The Athletic says has no window to keep him unaware of when day turns to night and when night turns to day.

Oh and apparently he ate nothing but pepperoni pizza every night as head coach of the Dolphins.

Not sleeping, showing up on doorsteps in the middle of the night, crushing pizza, and shotgunning tanks of coffee is wild. But not totally unheard of. This next anecdote, though, is what really cements the work/life imbalance. I’m just gonna read straight from the article—word for word.

Every Tuesday when he was in Denver, Gase met with Peyton Manning at 2 p.m. Except this Tuesday, when Jennifer was delivering their son Wyatt by caesarean section.

Gase told his wife to schedule the operation for 10 a.m. “So they pulled the baby out of me and said, ‘It’s a boy,’” Jennifer says. “They didn’t even put my organs back and sew me up before Adam was like, ‘You good?’ I said, ‘Yeah, I’m good.’” He said, ‘All right then, I’m out.’ They said, ‘You want to cut the umbilical cord?’ Adam said, ‘No, I’m good.’”

At 2 p.m., Manning was stunned to find Gase waiting for him in the meeting room.

Dude didn’t just make it to his weekly meeting—he beat the other guy there. And he left his wife—whose guts were out on the operating room table to haul ass back to the facility. That’s grounds for divorce in most households—but apparently just par for the course at the Gase Family Residence. Imagine how hard Adam Gase laughed when Broncos HR told him about paternity leave. He probably thought it was the funniest joke ever. The most surprising part of the entire Athletic article is that Gase didn’t name his son Football.

So, again, this piece dropped last Wednesday. And the entire world learned that Adam Gase drinks 120 ounces of joe every day, doesn’t sleep, and left his wife and son minutes after a C-section. Then the Jets played the Giants in their first preseason game on Thursday. And if you haven’t seen Adam Gase since a couple of Pro-V1’s exploded from his eye sockets back in January—then you probably wouldn’t recognize him. Dude’s got the full Matt Patricia look going with the Grizzly Adams beard. And I have to admit—Gase is one of the very few people who actually looks younger with a beard. Like 10 years younger.

But Thursday wasn’t about the beard reveal. No. Thursday was about the cameras that were on Gase pregame at the absolute perfect time. Because right as the broadcast was doing an extended shot of Gase—Gase did an extended shot—of smelling salts.

Clear as day. Gase puts the salts to his beak—takes a giant huff—his eyes roll to the back of his head—he violently shakes his dome—tosses the salts on the ground—and smiles ear to ear.

Dude hit the ammonia inhalant—in week 1 of the preseason!. What the hell is this guy going to do in four weeks when it counts? Hit himself with the paddles? Hook up jumper cables to his nipples?!

Pace yourself, big guy! Just like Mike Vrabel volunteering to lop off his Johnson in July for a Super Bowl. Save some for when it counts, guys.

I’m not gonna lie. I’m intrigued as hell by Adam Gase. The bugged out eyes. The vats and vats of coffee. The no window in the office. The ditching of his wife at a c-section. And the smelling salts for a pregame pick-me-up in week 1 of the preseason. This guy is working really, really hard for someone with a 23-25 head coaching record. But I guess when you’ve coached two teams in the Brady/Belichick division—you really can’t afford to sleep. Or stick around to cut the cord on your newborn son.

Here’s some unsolicited advice, tough. Maybe mix in a visit to the doctor and make sure that ticker is doing what it should do considering the diet of coffee, pizza, no sleep, and smelling salts. 

Gotta wonder how close this guy was to trying meth when he found out Tom Brady got a contract extension.