Here is the mid-section of the Pilot profile of Allen, and it is pretty damning, including the allegations from his sister's book:

A conflicting description has emerged of the 54-year-old Allen as a redneck, a Southern California carpetbagger who adores the Confederate flag, and a knee-jerk conservative.

"He's a mean-spirited bully," said Ken Shelton, a radiologist in Hendersonville, N.C., who was the star receiver at U.Va. 35 years ago and among those accusing Allen of using the racist epithet.

For all his folksiness, Allen is a complex and private man not given to airing his inner thoughts. When asked about almost any aspect of his personality, he points to football.

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Allen was born in Southern California in 1952 where his father coached tiny Whittier College. The father would rise to become assistant coach of the Chicago Bears and head coach of the Los Angeles Rams and Washington Redskins before being enshrined in pro football's Hall of Fame.

Coach Allen worked nonstop. He was driven by details, obsessed with the idea that winning came from perfect preparation. "Every time you win, you're reborn," he said. "Every time you lose, you die a little." The coach wanted his children - three boys and a girl - to be winners. Weeding the garden and cleaning the garage were not chores for them, in their father's eyes, but tests of their character.

The coach brought his sons to summer practices, kept them on the sidelines at home games. He wanted them to observe the work habits of his successful players.

The family lived high in the hills overlooking Los Angeles for much of the 1960s and hobnobbed with celebrities, including Ronald Reagan and Dean Martin. The professionals playing for his father - black and white athletes - were like "older cousins and uncles," Allen said. Together, they celebrated Rams' victories, mourned the defeats.

"We had a great life," said Allen's brother, Bruce, the general manager of the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. "I wouldn't trade one minute of it."

However, Jennifer Allen, the kid sister, remembers things differently. The Allen house was not a haven for a sensitive girl, she wrote in her 2000 book, "Fifth Quarter: The Scrimmage of a Football Coach's Daughter."

She describes family life as chaotic and dysfunctional. The father worried about getting fired and was quick tempered and emotionally unavailable. The mother, highly excitable, kept things together. The boys were rebellious and tough - particularly George, who was a strapping 6-foot-4 quarterback for his high school team.

"My brothers never cried," she wrote. "Gregory cried only once, when Dad hit him and broke his nose. Bruce cried only once, when a referee made a bad call that cost the Rams a game. George never cried; I didn't think he even knew how."

George, she wrote, held her by the feet over Niagara Falls during a family vacation and once slammed a pool cue into her boyfriend's head. He was a baby sitter who rigidly enforced bedtimes. One night Bruce stayed up too late, and George threw him through a sliding glass door. Another time, he tackled Gregory and broke his collar bone. Jennifer wrote that when she missed curfew, George dragged her upstairs by the hair.

"George hoped someday to become a dentist," she wrote. "George said he saw dentistry as the perfect profession - getting paid to make people suffer."

Allen said during a recent interview that his sister's writings are fanciful, even though her book is promoted as a memoir.

"I love my sister, and I'm proud of her," he said. "Her book is a novel, as opposed to fact."

Jennifer Allen, who lives in Palos Verdes, Calif., did not respond to requests for an interview.

The 1970 yearbook from Palos Verdes High School shows Allen, in his senior picture, wearing a lapel pin with a Confederate flag. His red Mustang had a similar flag for its front license plate. Allen says it was his way of protesting the glitzy, shopping-mall world of Southern California.

"I generally bucked authority, and the Confederate flag was a way to state that view," Allen said.

Allen was suspended, briefly, during his senior year. He and some football pals spray-painted a school wall before a basketball game. The purpose, he said, was to raise spirit by making people think students from a rival school did it. His father made him repaint the wall, he said.

For all of his ties to gridiron greatness, Allen holds only one record at U.Va.: most interceptions in a game. He tossed five of them in the second half against Maryland in 1972.

How will open-minded religious people view the article?  My guess is -- not positively.