About Last Week I feel bad for Mel Tucker right now. Not THAT bad, of course. There is a limit to how bad you can feel for someone making $26,000 per day to produce Indiana-level results. But I do have some sympathy. After all, while many things that have been his fault this year, this one is on the previous regime. Mark Dantonio built a machine. An amazing machine. A powerful machine. A wonderous, marvelous, fantastical Michigan-Hating Machine. An energy-producing perpetual aggrievement device that violated the first law of thermodynamics (which was fine, because “laws,” and the enforcement thereof, weren’t really a relevant construct for that machine). And he didn’t just use that machine to take on Michigan. He used that machine to power every aspect of his program. And it made that entire program better, at least if you limit the scope of “better” to on-field success. When Mel Tucker came in, he went a different direction. He tried to power his program on hope and hype.