James, I gotta be honest with ya buddy ... you're dead to me. Raise or no raise, temporary unemployment or no temporary unemployment, years of loyal productive service or no years of productive service, you don't do this. You don't rejoin Auburn's staff, play the good soldier, and then bolt for Alabama two weeks before Signing Day when our school and our program--your school! Your program!--need you the absolute most. If you were that unhappy about not being immediately retained after the coaching hire, have the grace and integrity to say "No thanks, I'd rather move on" instead of putting a charade for a few weeks. There will be no sympathy, no "Godspeed" or well-wishing from this corner. You don't deserve any.
There are characters in various sci-fi and fantasy films who give up in the face of seemingly overwhelming evil and work with the bad guys because they "don't have any choice" or "what's the use in resisting?" As soon as I work through enough of my disappointment and rage to remember one specifically, Mr. Willis will have a new nickname.
UPDATE: Willis has released a statement, available here:
I'm excited about the opportunity to come and work with Coach Saban at the University of Alabama," Willis said in the statement. "He is one of the best defensive coaches in the game and this is a chance to gain some great experience and learn from the best. You don't get many chances like that in the coaching business. When you combine that opportunity with the history and tradition at Alabama, it was a decision that was best for me personally as well as professionally. I know my wife and the kids are as excited as I am to join Coach Saban's staff."Look, you want to spin about how wonderful Saban is and how it's a good move for you for a professional and/or development standpoint, fine. But don't feed us that line of horse pucky about their "history" and "tradition" being a huge attraction when you've spent the last 20 of years of your life, no doubt, feeling and saying that that history and tradition adds up (or should add up) to--pardon my French--precisely d*ck.