Godspeed, Pat.

Pat Summit's revelation that she's suffering from early-onset dementia was a big story this past week, and buffeted a Tennessee program already beset with bad news with some of the worst info an athletic program can get: real life problems. I know most men will refuse to acknowledge Summit as a great coach or even as being that important (ignorant sexism is a hell of a thing, huh, Ron Franklin?), but I think she's one of the greatest coaches of all time. Summit and her family are now in the position to play the waiting game for when the disease decides to get worse and finally takes over, because, unfortunately, it's one of the few opponents you can't beat. I like to think when the diseases got together to decide who should go after Pat, they chose dementia/Alzheimer's because they knew she could kick the shit out of cancer. Godspeed, Pat.