DrSaturday- Four-star 2018 defensive end recruit Tyreke Smith attended Ohio State’s one-day camp Saturday with an offer from the Buckeyes already in hand.
With little more to prove to the college football programs on the field — he has an offer from essentially every powerhouse in America — it was what he wore while participating that grabbed headlines.
“I decided to wear the shirt because I wanted to bring attention to the epidemic of blacks being killed at an alarming rate,” Tyreke told Ohio State site Eleven Warriors. “What we would like to do is have people talk about these issues to reduce the murder rate of African-Americans.”
“The shirt was created to bring light into the everyday problems that blacks face between police and black-on-black crimes,” Malik told Eleven Warriors. “The shirt exemplifies a voice that we have but may not be heard. So why not have people see it?
“We need to come together as a unit and stop coming after our own people,” he added. “We have to work together.” He also tweeted out support for his younger brother.
Tyreke pointed to “a lack of parenting, community policing and valuing education” as issues that surround crime, and he took time to thank his own family, coaches and teachers for their positive impact on him.
I don't really feel all that compelled to discuss - in detail - the actual message here. Regardless of how often you think fatal police interactions are racially motivated, I think we can all agree that African Americans definitely shouldn't have to aspire to stay alive despite their skin color. I can't possibly relate to how hopeless black people must feel as officer after officer has walked free of conviction - often with blood of their own firmly on the hands of those compensated to protect them. However, I can certainly understand why they feel threatened enough to promote a cause that seems to simply read as a plea for a human right as basic as equal treatment under the law. What Tyreke Smith said with his chest is an indisputable sign of the growing level of concern in his community, and it uses a little bit of shock value to paint a disheartening picture that every person should feel inclined to study as free from bias as possible.
That said, how about the balls on this kid to show up to Ohio State wearing that shirt? I know there are kids with varying levels of skill that these camps, but you have to be supremely confident that you'll be a sack machine at the next level to believe that you have "I can make a fairly aggressive racial statement before I'm enrolled and no one is going to say shit" talent. Let's put it this way...there are no two star linebackers that are still waiting on an offer showing up to a powerhouse program with what can unfortunately be considered a polarizing prayer for equality emboldened across their shirt. The message is powerful, but apparently so is the teenage messenger that knows he's easily good enough to get away with potentially stepping on some toes.
If for no other reason than the dark side being a sad, lonely place underneath my pillow that I'd rather not visit on a Friday afternoon, let's look on the bright side here.
For starters, the Saints' all-too-important draft grade just got bumped up a couple of letters. I don't think I was the only one that was skeptical about selecting an offensive lineman in the first round when there were still so many holes on defense, but - if grading on the inevitable injury curve - it appears they really aced that Ryan Ramcyzk pick. As is par for the course he's also on the mend, but that might be a good thing with how many substantial pieces to the puzzle have dropped before pads have been put on.
Obviously I would rather the Saints have their starting Pro Bowl-caliber left tackle protecting Drew Brees' blindside during this extremely telling upcoming season. However, proving the draft pundits wrong while avoiding the uncertainly of the weekly "will he, won't he" that's seemingly been Terron Armstead's playing status since he came into the league is quite the (depressing) consolation prize.
In all seriousness though, this is awful news. Did the Saints forget to exterminate team facilities over the offseason? How is that goddamn injury bug still biting this team? When will the epidemic end? First Max Unger mysteriously finds out his foot needs operating on after months in which it could have been recovering. Then Nick Fairley's dormant heart condition seemingly arises as the ink dries on his long term contract. Now Terron Amstead - an athletic anomaly whose sky-high potentially is ironically being limited by his own freakish body - needs (potentially season ending) shoulder surgery after taking part in non-strenuous workouts in which he had absolutely nothing to prove? What the hell is going to happen when this professional tackle football team actually starts playing professional tackle football?
Now, the good thing about the Saints' depth getting put to the test is that - for the first time in a long time - they might actually have some. I just really, really wish they would reach the part of training camp where they are actually playing a contact sport at a high level before having to absorb brutal, detrimental blows to it. Make no mistake, losing Terron Armstead is just that.
The UCF Kicker That Had The NCAA Reprimand Him For His YouTube Channel Took A Jab At The NCAA On His YouTube Channel
FTW- Earlier this week, Central Florida kicker Donald De La Haye said he was presented with an ultimatum from UCF’s compliance office: Either he could get rid of his popular YouTube channel that makes him some money, or quit football entirely.
It looks like he hasn’t quit just yet, and he’s using the channel to make a statement about the NCAA in the process...
So that's it, right? We just got our decision from Donald De La Haye? He officially values his YouTube channel and it's 59,000+ subscribers over repeatedly kicking a football for a University that is one year removed from a winless, defeated season? I know that technically he's still allowed to make videos as long as he's not doing something awful and egregious like putting a little petty cash in his pocket during the process, but if there's one bull you don't mess with without getting the horns then it's the NCAA. I love that the kid used a successful public medium to shed light on the injustices of an organization that looks out for the "best interests" of student athletes by making sure they stay broke while exploiting them for every penny they are worth. However, the higher-ups that offered a sternly worded ultimatum in response to a couple advertising dollars probably aren't going to be as receptive.
In fact, I think I am at liberty to say that the NCAA most definitely won't feel inspired to change by watching a video that blatantly mocks their head-scratchingly hypocritical ways. That's not an indictment of how well UCF's (potentially former) field goal kicker made his point, but rather an indictment of the soulless robots that are wired to marginalize their manual labor. Will Smith might have you thinking differently, but 'iRobot' was just a movie and machines most certainly do not have feelings or opinions that can be swayed by humor or circumstance. I wish Donald De La Haye the best, but I don't think that changing the one track minds of rich white dudes that have ridden the backs of student athletes in an effort to reach the highest branches of the money tree is as simple as internet shaming them.
Why yes, the magical - albeit temporary - elixir for all of life's difficult decisions and unsolvable problems...binge drinking. Obviously Hue Jackson was speaking tongue-in-cheek, but I'm just happy that he gave a well respected voice to a phenomenon that is present throughout all walks of life. Every good joke contains at least a hint of truth, and the blood stream of every Cleveland Browns' coach contains at least a hint of alcohol. I doubt you'll be able to find Hue Jackson cozied up to the bar and drawing up his depth chart as a handful of dangerously fruity cocktails quickly catch up to him. That said, if you think he's making the choice to give Brock Osweiler the inside track at directly affecting the outcome of NFL games without needing to summon an Uber ride home then you probably need to be given a breathalyzer. Shit, saying his personnel choices will be fueled by Mai Tai's was probably for the sake of humor, because people wouldn't be so quick to laugh if they learned that warm whiskey out of the bottle was his preferred method of drowning the sorrows that he has rotting under center.
The Chiefs Decision To Cut Jeremy Maclin Via Voicemail Is Both Extremely Unprofessional And Very Relatable
ProFootballTalk- If you were surprised to learn that Maclin had been cut, Maclin was, too. On a scale of one to 10, Maclin’s surprise factor was, he said, “Eleven.”
How did he find out?
“Through a voicemail,” Maclin said. “[From G.M.] John Dorsey. I was upset, I was shocked. Apparently, they had been trying to trade me for two or three months. Which who knows if that’s true or not? I would just think that . . . a guy who is going into his ninth year would know if he’s being shopped or not. It is what it is. I still have respect for Big Red, still have respect for the organization. I’m not going to bad mouth anybody or talk any dirt on anybody. It was an unfortunate situation. They felt like they didn’t want me as a player anymore, so it is what it is. I’m happy with where I am right now, and I think that might be the last time I talk about what I call my former life. So I don’t think I want to talk about that anymore.”
Make no mistake, Chiefs' General Manager John Dorsey handled this very, very poorly. Jeremy Maclin is a proud professional that left it all out on the field - to varying levels of success - for Kansas City the last two seasons. He at least deserved a chance to respond to what must have been a pretty shocking message, and in all honesty he probably deserved the opportunity to do so in person. Obviously it wouldn't have eased the blow to his (now former) wide receiver's ego or changed the outcome at all. Still, rushing through a voicemail to avoid a difficult conversation with someone that wouldn't exactly be welcoming to the context of it requires a pretty pathetic lack of professionalism..........that the average person can totalllllly relate to.
I don't want to encourage this type of bush league behavior from an executive that makes millions upon millions of dollars off the hard work of the athletes that he won't even bless with common courtesy. However, that thrill he experienced as the tone sounded following a set of rings that seemed to last a goddamn eternity? Boy, oh boy, it would be nothing short of hypocritical for me to criticize a man for following up that orgasmic sense of relief by dropping some cold, harsh reality free of feedback. Of course he could have hung up and tried again at a later time, but - if he's anything like me - giving that awkward "we need to talk..." disclaimer makes him want to die. Repeatedly calling someone to deliver bad news until you get a non-automated answer from an actual human person in real time? As far as I am concerned, that's the equivalent of playing Russian Roulette. How many times would you pull the trigger before clicking the proverbial safety button and saving yourself from an incredibly uneasy dialogue? Exactly.
Saints Superfan Jarrius Robertson Has Been Selected As The Recipient Of 'The Jimmy V Perseverance Award'
You know what, not only is Jarrius Robertson a worthy recipient of 'The Jimmy V Perseverance Award', but he's a necessary recipient of 'The Jimmy V Perseverance Award'. That's not to say the 15 year old with a personality that is charming and hilarious beyond it's years needs the recognition, but the fact that he is in the midst of overcoming a potentially fatal liver ailment absolutely does. With how enthusiastic he is about life it becomes easy to forget that it hasn't exactly dealt him the best hand. With one follow on social media you'd think he were everywhere at all times, and that does a bit of a disservice to the battle that had him resigned to a hospital bed following an organ transplant just a few short weeks ago.
If persevering is defined by staying the course despite tough circumstances then no one personifies it more than the kid whose unconditional happiness would have you believing that he's healthier than all of us. The trials and tribulations he's faced since birth are literally only on display when he's furthering the cause to put them in the rearview. Having witnessed him light up the room so many times before, there's little to no doubt that Jarrius Robertson's sense of humor is going to leave an entire amphitheater feeling more alive than ever before. It took a life to save his, and he's used it to inspire everyone he comes in contact with. If that's not the mark of a person who has got enough fire in his belly to carry such a prestigious torch then I don't know what is...
PFT- Adrian Peterson insists he’s a better receiver than the numbers suggest. In his 10 seasons in Minnesota, the running back averaged only two catches and 15.8 yards per game.
“It’s always funny to me because I’ve been playing this game since I was 7, and a lot of people say, ‘Well, he can’t catch the ball,'” Peterson said, Josh Katzenstein of the New Orleans Times-Picayune. “I’ve been playing since I was 7 years old. I can catch a football.”
Peterson said he wasn’t a better receiver with the Vikings because that wasn’t something they asked of him. But his two most productive seasons as a receiver came with Brett Favre at quarterback. Peterson had 43 catches for 436 yards in 2009 and 36 catches for 341 yards in 2010.
“It’s all about having a guy that’s going to get the ball to you, and without a doubt I know (Drew) Brees is going to,” Peterson said. “We’ll be doing that.”
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The man who could walk off the football field in five minutes as a future 'Hall Of Famer' after terrifying every single defense he's ever faced since he was a child can - indeed - catch a football! The physical specimen who is known for having such a large, powerful grip that it could bring the most calloused of men to their knees with one causal greeting is also capable of putting those hands together to stop some inflated leather from succumbing to gravity! Who knew?!
Imagine if the other 31 teams that didn't sign a freakishly athletic, unvalued runner were aware that runner could also catch? Man, the New Orleans Saints really have to feel blessed to have picked him up for a reasonable price before the rest of league realized that a guy who has shunned modern science to fully recover in record time from multiple disastrous injuries also had elementary hand-eye coordination!
Here I was thinking that every mini-camp story was completely useless conjecture, and - BOOM! - all the sudden I find out that Adrian Peterson doesn't need the ball delivered directly into his torso to be effective! Well, ne-ver-mind. In fact, get some more media down to the practice field. Can never be too sure when the next generational, professional athlete might break a story about his hidden talent of doing the something most people are taught before they reach the age of 5.
Christian Hackenberg Is Standing Out At Jets' Practice...By Hitting Reporters With His Terrible Passes
NJ.com- When Hackenberg misses… he really misses. He threw just two interceptions in team drills, but nearly tossed six others. And I’m not talking about a receiver falling down. I’m saying the defender just dropped the ball.
Other times, the wideout/running back/tight end was wide open, and Hackenberg sailed it over his head or bounced it to him. That can’t happen. In the three media-open OTAs, Hackenberg hit reporters with passes twice.
Now that is how you make waves in the middle of June! Sure, it's mildly concerning that a former second round pick (that has shown so little promise that he hasn't managed to separate himself from one of the most depressing quarterback rotations in the entire NFL) is overthrowing receivers on simplistic patterns while facing no pressure. Repeatedly missing your target on 10 yard throws that are designed to be guaranteed completions to get you in a rhythm probably isn't a good omen for your future in professional football.
However, if you are going to do so then you might as well hit members of the media in the process. If any publicity truly is good publicity then Christian Hackenberg is doing a better job making himself a topic of conversation than literally any other third string quarterback has in the dead of the offseason. His talent might not be considered "tangible" to the beat reporters covering the team, but his attempts at throwing a basic hitch are nothing short of in-their-face. Maybe he doesn't want his name associated with a comedic level of inaccuracy that has concerned journalists reading his eyes on every 3-step drop. Hopefully he lets that pride fall by wayside because - considering the Jets have been completely conspicuous about their plans to tank - two hopping an out route off a reporter's shin might actually be the only thing that can get him bumped up the depth chart.
Gotta give it to Odell here. Maybe on the surface it seems like the work that went into making those cleats was worth more than the payoff of the statement they made, but how else can you let the media know that you're so totally tired of their attention? I'm not exactly familiar with the inner workings of TMZ, but if there is anything that would get them to do some soul searching and change their entire business model then surely it's advertising on their behalf. So good on the Giants wideout who did the equivalent of walking through the woods butt ass naked after bathing in honey and blamed the bears for taking notice when he skipped OTA's and popped on social media smiling next to a burnout that serves as the brightest of lights for the parasitic paparazzi. He really showed them the danger of their shamelessly narcissistic ways by wearing shoes that will undoubtedly require them to write a story that involves themselves. There's no "shhhh'ing" the 'New York Post', but this podiatric scolding of them should really get them to focus their attention elsewhere.
Also, it should be noted that Odell Beckham had a revelation while he was away from his team, which was apparently that all losing is created equal...
“I’ve reflected on it a lot,” Beckham said. “It’s just like LeBron (James) losing the (NBA) Finals — you’re going to look back on it and see what you could’ve done better, how you could’ve handled the situation better, or whatever the case may be. It’s all a part of life. It’s a learning process. You’ve just got to take it as a grain of salt. You’ve got to grow from it. You’ve got to learn. And that’s what I’ve been doing, that’s what the time off was.” (h/t USAToday)
Personally, I think me losing my keys is a better comparison to Odell Beckham's first round playoff no-show, but hey - if LeBron James historically dominant performance in defeat is "just like" a wide receiver dropping so many balls that you'd think he was trying to dribble them then a loss really is just a loss. I didn't really give a crap that Odell skipped OTA's, but now that I know he spent that time growing to learn that circumstances don't matter I have no choice but to praise him for doing so.
In Case You Forgot How Cutthroat College Recruiting Can Be, Hawaii Football Offered A Scholarship To A 5th Grader
Regardless of the absurdity of an 11 year old strutting around the islands with his concave chest puffed out having earned a free ride from the local university before he's even old enough to care about checking out high school girls, this is actually a genius move by Hawaii football. You know where kids that are deserving of scholarships before they even sprout a public hair don't go to play football? Polynesia. That's why it was nothing short of imperative to pander to his hometown loyalty before puberty hit and he quickly grew out of it.
Who knows, maybe Titan Lacaden ultimately takes that A+ name of his to a big time college football program where it probably belongs, but - if he doesn't - it will be because the 'Rainbow Warriors' believed in him before he even mastered the multiplying of fractions. Hawaii might never pull a 5-star prospect but I'll be damned if they won't scour the playground of every middle school in Honolulu trying, and that's what the cutthroat scene of college recruiting is all about.
LBS- In an appearance on “Mike & Mike” Wednesday, Polian said it is troubling that the Browns were able to tank in 2016 without most people even taking note of it.
“The thing that worries me is that the Browns essentially tanked the season last year and no one said — except a few of us — said anything about it,” Polian said, as transcribed by Michael David Smith of Pro Football Talk. “And it may well be that this is something that can spread around the league, and I don’t think that’s good for the sport in the long run. Because in the end it robs the customers of the chance to see a competitive team.”
This story is so stupid, and so symbolic of the senile old man responsible for it that I almost feel bad littering the commentary with sarcasm. Honestly, can we get the premature corpse that damn near orchestrated the most successful tank job in the history of the NFL to a nursing home before he completely tarnishes his legacy?
The most decorated porn star (figuratively and literally) in all the land can't even claim she had as much 'Luck' sucking as the team that was intentionally - and temporarily - run into the ground by Bill Polian. The man that sat idly by while Peyton Manning was in a neck brace, and let Curtis Paint(er) a self destructive masterpiece of epic proportions is worried about a team losing for the long haul? The beauty of the Cleveland Browns is that they have been so bad for so long that it literally took them trading for Brock Osweiler until I was like "okay yeah, they are definitely trying to stink for the future". The same can't be said about the franchise whose idea of "solidifying" their quarterback situation was starting Dan Orlovsky.
So spare me with the long term dangers of tanking, because if Bill Polian's decrepit ass didn't get immediately fired after engaging in the most egregious act of it then he would still be reaping the rewards of flushing a season down the toilet for a starting quarterback whose spinal health wasn't a massive question mark.
J.J. Watt Heroically Called Into Question The Validity of The NFL's 'Top 100' List Because He Was Rated Too High
There's not many things that are lamer than crying about your position, or lack thereof, on a meaningless list that you know your own competition blindly and carelessly voted on just to give a 24/7/365 television station something (i.e. anything) to talk during the dead of the NFL offseason. Whining that you were rated too high on that incredibly meaningless list, however, is one of those few things. Leave it to the most nauseatingly fake humble person on Earth to stay on-brand by trying to give back the empty recognition afforded to him by his peers.
Honestly, I'm not even upset with J.J. Watt. I'm upset that I didn't see this move coming. That's probably because I care equally as much about the personal problems of my neighbors as I do about irrelevant positioning of those gracing the NFL's 'Top 100' list. Still, I should have known that the most modest attention whore (figure out that oxymoron) in all of sports would find a way to turn an undeserved "accomplishment" into a ringing endorsement of his character. Considering his unrelenting facade, I guess we should just be glad that he wasn't given more of a platform to portray himself as the preeminent selfless, upstanding human by giving back an actual award that was accidentally presented to him. Like - oh, I don't know - an Oscar, for instance...
The Seahawks Passed On Signing Colin Kaepernick Because They Already Have A Starting Quarterback...Duh
"Colin's been a fantastic football player, and he's going to continue to be. At this time, we didn't do anything with it, but we know where he is and who he is and we had a chance to understand him much more so. He's a starter in this league. And we have a starter. But he's a starter in this league, and I can't imagine that someone won't give him a chance to play." - Pete Carroll
Goddamn it. So close. If only Colin Kaepernick had sabotaged his own workout by intentionally airmailing a couple routine throws then he would be in a Seattle Seahawks' uniform and and we could finally bury the truth that his employment opportunities were hampered by his social activism. Seriously, he legitimately gave Pete Carroll no choice but to let him walk without a contract. What was he supposed to do? Suggest that management pick up the vastly superior player that plays a style much more similar to that of his incumbent starter? Stockpile NFL talent and create true depth at the most important position on the entire roster?
Come on, let's be realistic here. Everyone knows that having overqualified employees is the truest mark of a failing business model. There might be some eternal pessimists out there that suggest that Colin Kaepernick wasn't signed due to some idiotic notion that he wouldn't be worth the distraction off the field if things went as planned and he never got on the field, but they clearly don't understand that you can't hire a starter to do a backup's job. I'm actually not entirely sure why that's true since it seems like a flawless insurance policy, but it totally/definitely/absolutely doesn't have anything to do with the fact that the starter in question kneeled during 'The National Anthem' to draw more attention to institutional oppression and police brutality.
P.S. Realistically, this was probably a financial decision since Austin Davis' market value is likely the monetary equivalent of the food you'd find littering the ground of a Texas' steakhouse in the late 90's, but that attempt at rationale was too irrational not to mock.
Nick Fairley Is Dealing With A Career Threatening Heart Condition...And The Curse Of Saints' Free Agency
When I first saw this report I instinctually laughed. Clearly there's nothing funny about Nick Fairley having a potentially career threatening condition within the organ that literally pumps life through his body, but sometimes you just have to laugh to keep from crying. Seriously, will the ghosts of dead money ever stop haunting the New Orleans' offseason acquisitions? The Saints finally took a shot on a player with a questionable past and managed to retain that player's services at a reasonable price after that shot hit the bullseye, and it might still result in the continuation of a long, long line of free agency faux pas?!
I know that Nick Fairley has apparently had this heart issue for some time now, but what satanic, VooDoo-esque forces have to working against this organization for it to pop back up almost immediately after he signed a relatively lucrative 4 year deal? Financial security at the all-too-generous hands of the Saints' front office is dangerously close to being considered a warning sign of impending health problems. Jairus Byrd, C.J. Spiller, and now possibly Nick Fairley? It's as if the check and the bill of health are physically incapable of clearing at the same time. Now, this could obviously subside, and - even if it doesn't - the resurgent defensive tackle's livelihood is undoubtedly the main concern. Still, the fact that even the shrewdest and seemingly smartest of moves might also bite this franchise in the ass is a sign that Murphy's Law governs the court of public opinion when it comes to their personnel decisions.
CharlotteObserver- A short video posted by a Panthers in-house reporter of Benjamin running a single route earlier this week at OTAs got the meme-and-tease treatment, as many in the thread opined that Benjamin looked slow, to put it politely.
Somewhat unflattering photos of Benjamin walking out of practice surfaced on Wednesday drew even more weight speculation and jokes.
“A lot was made out of it that was unfair to be made out of it,” said head coach Ron Rivera on Thursday morning after OTAs. “Especially in a voluntary situation. But he’s worked very hard. He’s focused in on what he needs to do and he’s done that."
“Now we as coaches need to stay on him to make sure he’s doing the right things.”
Unfair? UNFAIR?!? It's unfair to make fat jokes at the expense of someone that's getting paid millions upon millions of dollars to play a position that predicated on speed and athleticism? I refuse to let an NFL head coach shame the general public for body shaming when the body in question is nothing short of shameful. Kelvin Benjamin might not be the most photogenic player in the world, but - while it does add ten pounds - the camera most certainly doesn't add ten seconds to an in-breaking intermediate route....
So I don't need Ron Rivera telling me what level of laughter is appropriate when his playmaker was clearly making bi-weekly trips to the local baker during the offseason. If I want to make light of a wide receiver that is looking shockingly heavy then I will do just that. What are we supposed to get a glimpse of a professional athlete who is one cupcake away from eating his way out of his jersey and rationally discuss the amount of time that's available for him to slim down before the season starts? Yeah, no fucking thanks. He voluntarily showed up to voluntary workouts looking like he spent the last few months volunteering to be the odds-on favorite in hot dog eating contests instead of working out. As far as I am concerned, he basically chose to expose himself to a level of public humiliation that's reminiscent of a woman getting mistaken as pregnant after a particularly gluttonous weekend.
No, but seriously. Ron Rivera has either found sarcasm in an ab-less place, or he doesn't know how social media works...
Rivera said after Thursday morning’s OTAs session that Benjamin has been “outstanding ... as you guys can see, he looks great out there.”
Brock Osweiler Also Sucks At Digesting Game Tape And Thinks He's Proven He Can Be A Starting Quarterback
It's not often that I instinctually have a visceral reaction to contextless quotes from professional athletes that fit within the unforgiving constraints of 140 characters, but this one got to me. Think of it in the same vein as "the coverup is worse than the crime". Brock Osweiler's insistence that his performance last year was that of a starting NFL quarterback is more incriminating than his performance last year that was threateningly reminiscent of a blind person playing darts after a dozen beers.
We are talking about a guy that was traded away from a team that is a mediocre QB away from contending for literally less than nothing. If I were put in charge of making the thankless decision of whether or not to start him I might actually use the above tweet as the basis for going with any one else. Yes, even more so than the game tape that shows him transforming DeAndre Hopkins from an All-World wideout into an innocent bystander.
You know how stupid people are exponentially more dangerous to themselves and others when they think they are actually smart? Crappy quarterbacks are the same way. The only thing that drowns your team faster than a guy who stinks under center is a guy who can't even comprehend that he sticks under center. If this Brock Osweiler blurb wasn't delivered as anything other sarcastic then he's not in need of more reps, he's in need of a psychological evaluation. Being irrationally confident can be a quality, but the ability to blissfully ignore hours upon hours of damning visual evidence is undoubtedly not.
Update: It's actually, somehow, even worse than I expected it to be...
It Doesn't Really Matter, But It Does Seem Odd That Odell Beckham Skipped OTA's To Kick It With Johnny Manziel
TMZ- Johnny Manziel recruited one of the best receivers in the league this week to help with his NFL comeback -- Odell Beckham!!
We're told Manziel and OBJ hit the gridiron for some passing drills while hanging with Odell's custom cleat artist, Kickasso ... and we're told the ex-Browns QB was firing the ball around -- lookin' like Johnny Football again.
Odell -- and few other receivers -- ran routes while Manziel threw them passes. Word is his arm looked strong, and his feet looked fast.
Look, I'm not going to pretend to care that Odell Beckham skipped some optional workouts to play catch with an unemployed "quarterback" who is apparently now marketing his (former?) addiction by rocking a "#LostInTheSauce" hat. I don't know why he would do so when he's already a lightning rod for controversy, but it's probably because Odell simply isn't being true to himself if he's not making news somehow. The idea that an NFL player's attendance at OTA's is discretionary is more in name than it usually is in practice, but I'm not going to kill the guy for getting started off on the wrong foot when that's exactly where he left off last season. I may question why he would prioritize some personal time with someone who has basically been ostracized (and rightfully so) from the same league that employs him, but what Odell Beckham wants to do on (what is technically) his own time is of no concern to me.
I just don't need these "scouting reports" that read like the Giants' superstar wideout is doing anything other than casually tossing the pigskin around the yard with a 24 year old has-been. His feet look fast and his arm looked strong? Really? That might be a fine standard to go if we were comparing "Johnny Football" to the Johnny Manziel that was stumbling drunk around the Caribbean looking like he was on a strict diet of blow and rabbit food. However, it's not exactly the most ringing endorsement of someone that's looking to transition from rehab to an NFL locker room. Like, let's not get duped into believing that Odell Beckham is playing sponsor to a guy who still has a long way to go to get back to the life he drank and snorted away. It's pretty clear he's just relaxing somewhere sunny with his shoe designer and some bum whose incessant attention seeking he can wholeheartedly relate to. There's nothing wrong with that, but it's certainly not going to help Giants' fans forget about what happened in Green Bay.
TimesNews- A third Elon University football player has been arrested for his alleged role in the surreptitious filming of a woman in a dorm room.
Marcus E. Willoughby, 18, of 201 Bridgefield Place, Apt. 131, Durham, was arrested Monday by the Elon University Police Department and charged with felony secret peeping.
He was booked in the Alamance County jail under a $15,000 bond.
According to an arrest warrant, on Jan. 15, Willoughby “did secretly and for the purpose of arousing sexual desire create a photographic video” using a laptop while in a dorm room in the university’s Danieley flats.
Willoughby, along with two other students arrested on the same charge a month ago, are accused of “capturing the image” of a woman without her consent.
I can't say that I was aware that Elon University had a football team, but at the exact moment I found out they had football team I also found out why I never knew of their existence. Seriously, how am I supposed to be aware of a program in the Colonial Athletic Conference if not even their co-eds are aware of it?
I know I have been led to believe this by every stereotypical sports movie ever made, but there's at least a hint of truth to football players being the "big men on campus" that don't often have to do much more than hold a roster spot to be privy to the advances of the fairer sex. Meanwhile, the voyeuristic schmucks at Elon are resigned to hiding in the bushes desperate to catch a glimpse of one single titty, because they aren't even good enough to have groupies. Most D1 athletes are recognizable to the naked eye, but members of the gridiron gang at a small school in rural North Carolina are held up in a closet in hopes of getting an eye on someone naked.
Not only is it criminal and disgusting behavior, but it's also sad that three scholarship athletes can't get laid and have to resort to making poorly produced pornographic photo-books. I swear I would pity their inability to parlay their playing status into sexual pleasure if I wasn't so busy looking down on them in shame as the perverted deviants they have proven to be.
ESPN- “I’m not for that at all,” Lewis, who is on the NFL Competition Committee, said of the change. “We had a good standard, and the whole standard has always been, you want to teach people how to play the game the correct way and go about it the correct way, and that’s not a very good example for young people.”
Lewis said he didn’t like the idea of emphasizing individuals in a team sport.
“The rules were changed for a reason, and I thought we had a good outcome,” he said. “Again, this is a team game, and … I don’t understand why we want to give in to individual celebrations.”
Generally I find it to be silly to compare apples to oranges. There's usually very little to gain from going the "oh yeah..." route with views that are merely disjointed in their hypocrisy. That said, if Marvin Lewis wants to die on this highfalutin hill then I feel like I should have the right to bury his body with the whole fucking fruit basket.
Marvin Lewis. The longtime (some might say way too long) head coach of the Cincinnati Bengals. The overseer of the roster who is notoriously well known for having a rap sheet that puts Jay-Z's discography to shame. The supervisor of a team who oddly makes concessions in the name of talent, but whose character issues only seem to manifest themselves in playoff losses.
Consider this - Marvin Lewis' organization just drafted a guy who was caught on camera shattering a woman's jaw and casually walking out of restaurant with no remorse like all he did was leave some spilled soda for someone else to clean up, and the sports world's collective reaction was "figures". Now granted, someone was going to give Joe Mixon a job, but that someone deserves to be shamed if they follow up that moral compromise by going the "what about the poor children?" route to impede the path towards more unflaggable end zone dances.
I'm fully aware that there's very little correlation between overindulgent displays of individuality and domestic abuse, but - Christ Almighty - if you are going to be so hyper critical of the former I would think you'd be a little less forgiving of the latter. Especially if your reasoning is predicated on teaching young people the correct way to handle their business. Call me crazy, but casting a guy with a history of putting himself above the team by acting outside of the law doesn't exactly fit the script in terms of the fictitious "all for one and one for all" scene that Marvin Lewis is trying re-create in his locker room. The grainy footage that made every other team in the league pass on the Bengals' new running back at least once is a lot more detrimental to the eyes of our youth than a clip of Antonio Brown performing a lap dance on a goalpost.
Roger Goodell Is Apparently Loosening Up On TD Celebrations, But I'm Fearful Of Where He Plans On Tightening Up
I can't believe I am going to say this, but this news concerns me. Of course I'm on board with all the over-the-top celebrations and appreciate that they will no longer be met with flying yellow flags that can impact the actual game, but the last person that us fans should want a favor from is Roger Goodell.
Think about the few times you have taken the opportunity to stop being a narcissistic asshole and actually committed yourself to doing even the smallest of good deeds. Doesn't engaging in common courtesy feel way better than it should for far too long simply because of how rarely you do it? Don't you use your generosity/hospitality/kindness to justify future instances in which you aren't as quick to be a nice person? Now imagine that phenomenon taking hold of the most stubborn, out-of-touch mind in professional sports.
All Roger Goodell did was allow players to express themselves in jubilation, but - considering how often he does right by his viewers - he's probably going to use that minor, obvious adjustment to rationalize about 10 other rule changes that counteract the interests of his consumers. I wouldn't be mildly surprised if we don't even get to see the undisciplined dance recitals because the commissioner of the NFL sold that airtime as ad space. We are talking about a person that's so blind, deaf, and dumb to society that he believes marijuana is more addictive than the pain killers his employees legally use to manage potentially life-altering injuries. If there's a son of a bitch that would give an inch just to try to distract half-drunk football fans with celebratory, premeditated prop comedy as he took a mile then it would be him. He might be loosening up that tie as a show of good faith, but - make no mistake - his ass his just as tight as ever.