ISLAMORADA — The greatest coach who ever lived is living like he never coached.
Spending time with the kids and grandkids.
Loving his wife.
Entertaining his friends.
He literally, physically and spiritually has put up a Gone Fishin' sign on a coaching career that first made him famous and then made him miserable.
“My life depends on the wind now,” Jimmy Johnson says as he sits beachside at his palatial enclave on Islamorada, a little sliver of heaven nestled between the Atlantic and the Gulf in the Florida Keys. “If the wind's not blowing, I'm up in the morning firing up the engine on the boat and goin' fishing.