"Statistics always remind me of fellow who drowned in a river where the average depth was only three feet"
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Statistics get sold as safety rails: clean, objective, reassuring. Woody Hayes flips that comfort into a punchline. The image is brutal and practical in the way a coach’s wisdom tends to be: a man dies not because the river is “deep,” but because depth is uneven, conditions shift, and “average” is a story we tell after the fact. The joke lands because it exposes how numbers can be technically correct and still useless at the moment you need truth.
Hayes’s intent isn’t anti-math so much as anti-complacency. In football, the averages lie all the time: a team “gains five yards a carry” until it’s third-and-2 and you get stuffed; a quarterback’s completion rate looks pristine until you need one throw against pressure. He’s warning players, staff, and by extension fans and administrators: don’t outsource judgment to summaries. The river has holes.
The subtext carries a familiar Hayes edge: distrust abstractions, respect the particular, and treat outcomes as more than spreadsheet artifacts. It’s also a quiet jab at bureaucratic evaluation - the kind that grades programs, players, or even people on aggregate performance while ignoring situational risk and variance. Averages flatten danger; they turn sharp edges into smooth curves.
Context matters: Hayes coached in an era when “statistics” were becoming a louder part of sports talk and institutional decision-making, but the culture still prized grit, intuition, and game-film specificity. His line endures because modern life is even more governed by dashboards and metrics, and we keep discovering new rivers where the mean depth reassures right up until it doesn’t.
Hayes’s intent isn’t anti-math so much as anti-complacency. In football, the averages lie all the time: a team “gains five yards a carry” until it’s third-and-2 and you get stuffed; a quarterback’s completion rate looks pristine until you need one throw against pressure. He’s warning players, staff, and by extension fans and administrators: don’t outsource judgment to summaries. The river has holes.
The subtext carries a familiar Hayes edge: distrust abstractions, respect the particular, and treat outcomes as more than spreadsheet artifacts. It’s also a quiet jab at bureaucratic evaluation - the kind that grades programs, players, or even people on aggregate performance while ignoring situational risk and variance. Averages flatten danger; they turn sharp edges into smooth curves.
Context matters: Hayes coached in an era when “statistics” were becoming a louder part of sports talk and institutional decision-making, but the culture still prized grit, intuition, and game-film specificity. His line endures because modern life is even more governed by dashboards and metrics, and we keep discovering new rivers where the mean depth reassures right up until it doesn’t.
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