I know spring has sprung when I start complaining about 50-degree days after a stretch in the 70s down here in Northwest Arkansas. As a born-and-raised Iowan, that’s dangerous territory and asking for a week or two of miserable weather.
Anyways, that’s enough small talk. The better way to know it’s spring is that football is in the air and, as always hope springs eternal. For my money, Iowa’s three most interesting coaches met with the media this week and gave enough meat on the bone to pique plenty of interest. We’ll hit each one with a hope (or two), let’s get into it.