Prior to yesterday’s ill-advised tripping of Miami’s Nolan Carroll, it’s doubtful that all but a few of the J-E-R-K-S’ most desperate dedicated fans could’ve picked Gang Green’s strength and conditioning coach Sal Alosi out of a police lineup.  Now that Alosi has become a trending topic on Twitter (and probable grist for the mill on Monday’s late night monologues), CBS Sports’ Ray Ratto bemoans the rush to judgment, arguing, “I say make him a head coach somewhere.”

If there is a more amoral game than football, it comes with boxing gloves or an octagonal ring. It doesn’t build character, or inspire noble thoughts, or make men out of boys. It’s large men running into each other at high rates of speed and occasionally trying to unscrew each other’s exposed appendages, or to scare the hell out of the opponent while trying.

And it stands boldly on the notion that if you don’t get caught, you get a game ball.

Now a lot of good jobs are whizzing off the shelves. Will Muschamp left Texas for Florida. Gus Malzahn is leaving Auburn for Vanderbilt. The Pitt job may be closing soon. The Denver Broncos have an interim coach, and the full-time replacement apparently needs only to start Tim Tebow to win the town over. Hell, the Saskatchewan Roughriders just went to the Grey Cup final, their long-time coach retired and a new one has not yet been named.

Sal Alosi is a natural-born inspiration, a force of nature who may be a guy with novel ideas on the squat thrust but in fact has the gift of leadership. While the Jets were foundering in a must-win game, he stepped up, literally, sort of. He made a play when a play needed making. And this kind of initiative should be rewarded with the kind of grand sweeping gesture that has become the hallmark of Jets football under Rex Ryan.