Bob Diaco was brought in as a refreshing antidote to what was then perceived as the biggest crisis facing Uconn football (i.e., Uconn Sports), which was an overwhelming and debilitating apathy brought on by PP and GDL. I mean the players hated him, the parents hated him, he hated the players, he hated the parents, the fans hated him, I don't even know if he cared what the fans thought, but the whole darn thing was like a huge, huge, enormous depression. So we needed LSD, we needed it bad. We needed psychedelic music. Everyone needed to drop some acid. So they found this guy named Bob Diaco. Party time! It was crazy. But it felt great. Then the next morning came. Has anyone had those mornings? I have. But the night before? That was so cool! That's my good memory of Bob Diaco!!