He is, or was, a girl’s soccer coach in Scituate, Massachusetts. He, like so many other champions of greatness in the history of this fine country, lost his job for speaking the truth in a letter to parents before the season. He also renamed their team “Green Death” and compared the play he expected to Michael Vick’s pit bulls. I first heard about his story on Deadspin, who got their details from the Patriot-Ledger (where you can get the full text of his email to parents). I then saw it on PTI this afternoon, and, if my knowledge of how these things work is correct, he will soon be quoted by internet commenters and SportsCenter anchors in equal measure (See: “Boom goes the dynamite”).

And if he gets enough publicity, he’s just about guaranteed to be coaching another youth sports team, or writing a column, for someone who has a sense of humor. I’d expect him to replace Calipari in Memphis, personally.

If I were one of those parents, I’d just be happy that the only Law & Order: SVU character he resembles is Chris Meloni.

My parents met at the University of Florida. They got married there. I was born on campus while my dad was finishing up his residency. I love Gator football with the kind of mindless passion that you only get with College sports. I love the fact that Tebow’s coming back for another year, and I certainly think he’s got a definite shot at being considered the best player in UF history, if not one of the best in all of college football.

But Frias and everyone else who covers the sport needs to relax a little bit. It’s fun to talk about him as if he actually is superman, but there’s a point where it gets to be too much, and a headline like Superman Tebow is human after all is definitely too much (Frias isn’t the only one guilty of this kind of thing, and probably had nothing to do with the headline, but this article just happened to be the most obvious). It’s ridiculous to put this kind of praise on any athlete, but especially on one at the college level. He’s a great player. He sounds like a great person. The fans (and sportswriters) love him, but he’s still a kid (hell, he’s younger than I am) and while he seems like he’s pretty well-grounded, at some point he might start to believe too much in his own legend.

Remember Josh Hamilton? Sometimes people break under pressure, and not everyone gets the happy ending.

All that aside, I can’t wait for next season.