Bob Huggins’ basketball teams don’t lose that often, but when they do - particularly during the holidays - that’s when Dr. Jekyll turns into Mr. Huggins, the dual-personality coach his early Cincinnati players used to call him.
“Love-hate relationship, man,” WVU assistant coach Erik Martin, who played on Huggins’ first Final Four team in 1992, said. “He loved me and I hated him.”
It was difficult then for Martin to reconcile in his 20-year-old brain the two conflicting coaches - the guy who could invent new cuss words when he was on the basketball court or the other guy away from it who often barely spoke above a whisper.