We should remember Joe Paterno's good times

SALT LAKE CITY — The day they fired Joe Paterno, I turned to my wife and told her the coach would be dead inside a year. I was way off. It was 74 days.

He was diagnosed with cancer two days after he lost his job.

I had no idea he was sick of course; I only suspected that without the lifeline of coaching and work — and a man like Paterno needed both like he needed oxygen — he would go into steep decline.

Who works until they're 85?

My grandfather coached high school sports for 40 years. He died months after retirement. I never thought it was a coincidence. He returned as a substitute teacher and collapsed right there in math class. Coaching — or whatever it is you do for work, especially if you define yourself by it — can get in your blood and sustain you.

I don't wonder if Paterno would have lived longer if he had still had football or if it hadn't been snatched away from him.

If a tragedy is defined — as it is by one dictionary — as a literary work in which the main character is brought to ruin or suffers deep sorrow because of some tragic flaw or an inability to cope with difficult circumstances, then his story was tragedy. The ending seemed written right out of the genre.

But in dying, Paterno was spared the legal drama, the court appearances, answering questions for which he had no real answers, the crowds of reporters, the endless interviews, the TV cameras, and the daily rehashing of the child-sex abuse case that was his undoing.

Ask Paterno about the 3-4 defense or the Cover 2 man-under; ask him about the zone read or the inside trap or why he didn't pass on third down. But how equipped was a man of his generation to comprehend something so perverse, bizarre and foreign as child sex abuse?

I was never all that convinced that he was protecting Penn State as much as he was simply confused and overwhelmed by the enormity and perversity of the accusations. The criminal acts must have been as foreign to him as the surface of the moon. Whoever heard of such a thing? This was a man who lived simply and by all the old rules. The endless questions and the legal machinations would have been torture for him. That was no way to go out.