By Jason Keidel
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Though their resumes are as inverted as their physiques, Tom Coughlin and Rex Ryan could be coaching for the same thing this season — a chance to coach next season.
Always on the clock, Coughlin — red-faced, military-molded, fit and fiery, whistle dangling from his neck like a drill instructor — is literally a lifer. There seem to be two ways he’s leaving MetLife Stadium for good — feet first or fired.
At the age when most men are checking water currents, weather and squeezing bait onto fishing hooks, Coughlin (who turns 68 in August) has made no mention of retirement as he enters his 20th season as an NFL head coach. It’s as if he loathes or fears the next chapter in his life. Indeed, coaches often find the coffin to be the next, swift destination. Coughlin may be many things, but near death doesn’t seem to be one of them.