While TNT's 'Players Only' Broadcasts Are Great In Theory, Giving Nate Robinson An Open Mic Is The Exact Opposite In Execution
I'm not going to lie, a casually relatable perspective from someone whose not at all concerned with being either right or professional is one that I would have been interested in serving as the background noise during one of the most exciting regular season games of the entire NBA season...until it actually did.
It's not an indictment of the concept of 'Players Only' broadcasts as much as it is an indictment of Nate Robinson's inclusion in them, but hearing him analyze the game from the viewpoint of an overly opinionated fan made me realize that watching games with overly opinionated fans is almost always an awful experience. From him openly rooting for the Trail Blazers, to him reading ads like the fat kid in Billy Madison, to him declaring a Gerald Green half court heave to be a "BUCKET" two whole seconds before it bounced harmlessly off the backboard, to attempting to backseat officiate by saying "every James Harden step-back looks like a travel", Nate Robinson reminded me of the value of in-game silence.
If he were sitting next to me on my couch I would have told him to shut the hell up and sip his beer like a normal person and TNT decided he needed to metaphorically sit on everyone's couch while all-but-forcing them to chug theirs just to drowned out his nonsense. Two of the hottest teams in the league featuring some of the most awe-inspiring talent in the sport going back and forth during a game that came down to the final seconds, and I wasn't looking forward to the next possession but rather bracing myself for the next obnoxious ad-lib. Like I said, great in theory, but - if only due to the incompetence of the executor - counterproductive in execution.
If The NCAA Didn't Consider The FBI's Investigation During 'Selection Sunday' Then I Somehow Have Even Less Respect For Them
I don't want to say the tweet above is full-on bull feces, because dying on a hill doubting the NCAA's seemingly profound inability to save their own face is just not something that I am willing to do. I'd think it "never came up in the room" because taking the opportunity to sidestep further bad publicity when it's presented to you can quite easily go without saying, but let's not forget the lack of self awareness of those who were talking. If for no other reason then they can't possibly be expected to avoid tripping over their own tail, the decision to actively withhold the spotlight from universities that are currently squinting in the direction of the law's collective MagLite is one that might not be so obvious.
That being said, it absolutely should be. We're talking about college sports programs that have drawn the ire of the same organization that's tasked with tackling terrorism. I too find it laughable that the FBI figures it a federal offense that some unpaid laborers are being financially incentivized under the table. However, considering that they apparently do, it's probably best that the business whose model encourages such practices doesn't let their most red-handed of participants join in the most high-profile of reindeer games when given the option not to.
If you want to argue on behalf of the justice system's mantra of "innocent until proven guilty" then be my guest, but do so knowing that - even prior to these allegations - there was nothing just about the way the NCAA operates. Sure, I feel for the athletes who got denied the chance to go dancing, but turning away those most likely to cut the line as the bracket neared capacity would actually be the most honorable thing that the NCAA has ever done...even if it would "hypothetically" be an act of self preservation.
Someone has to be left on the outside looking in, and I can't think of a group that's less deserving of one shining moment than those that are suspected of cheating their way to nothing more than mediocrity. I don't even particularly care about colleges illegally paying their players, but if you're going to risk your reputation for a shot at glory than your RPI better be beyond reproach. There's no shortage of indefinite factors that play into Selection Sunday, so I think it's safe to say that even felonies that are debatable in nature meet the low bar of valued variables when it comes to deciding on bubble teams.
Indians' Pitcher Trevor Bauer Is Disgruntled Online Because He Thinks The MLB Has Been Hypocritical About Twitter Usage
First and foremost, as someone who wasn't in the room, I can only be so sure that a league who historically struggles with reaching and relating to a...umm...lets go with...diverse audience didn't sit down their players and make it a point that they be MORE polarizing in public forums. That said, I feel pretty confident there was a massive misunderstanding here, because you don't even have to pick a side to say that the one that baseball caters to typically demands a separation of pitching and politics. Like, something tells me the Cleveland Indians were told to "use twitter to market yourselves and the sport", but all Trevor Bauer heard was the word "twitter" and it literally and figuratively triggered his desire to 'Make America Great Again' by way of divisive drivel. After all, the alternative would be that the MLB "finally" came around on letting their athletes imply that their fans should take their own lives....
I hate to rain on this whole demonstration of disingenuousness, but to say it's hypocritical to encourage professional athletes to productively and responsibly use a platform after taking said platform away from a professional athlete who proved incapable is a laughable misuse of the word. To put it in terms Trevor can understand, it's fake fucking news. You can be a leader without the incessant use of the word 'libtard'. You can take a stance without it being a contentious one that serves absolutely no purpose other than to alienate paying customers.
Baseball has a hard enough time reaching the the younger demographic without becoming the sport that promotes political propaganda. Therefore, I question that's what this alleged meeting was aimed at doing. On the off chance it was, however, I highly doubt those in charge of a league that embraces repressed, conservative values on and off the field is acting as the anti-Putin and robotically boosting only leftist beliefs.
To put it simply, the Indians' resident snowflake didn't get censored for openly being a Trump supporter, he got censored for openly being a gaping asshole about it in a way that makes both he and his employer look bad. Ironic that he can't see the difference since he was almost undoubtedly calling for the firing of Jemele Hill...
Jonathan Martin (Former Dolphin And Noted Bullying Victim) Posted A Firearm And A Cryptic Message On Social Media That Got His Former High School Shut Down
TheBigLead- Harvard-Westlake School, a prominent private school in the Los Angeles area, shut down today after a security threat. Police said, via CBS Los Angeles, that this closure “was due to a former student, now an adult, who made threats in an Instagram post Thursday.”
According to 12up.com writer Nick Brown, Jonathan Martin, the former Miami Dolphins offensive lineman who was an alumnus of Harvard-Westlake, posted this in his Instagram story:
Oh, the irony. The former professional football player that infamously couldn't handle some locker room hazing that more than likely went a bit above and beyond has some lessons to teach us about bullying. The first - and you might want to write this down, because it's definitely the most important - is that it's only okay when he does it.
Seriously, how else would you describe scaring an entire high school into shutting its doors with a clear and present threat of violence when said type of violence currently has the entire nation restless? Clearly Jonathan Martin isn't "all there", but suffering from emotional distress doesn't make him any less guilty of inflicting that same angst to the nth degree unto hundreds of uninvolved and innocent students as well as their friends and family. Sometimes words hurt more than that 'sticks and stones' saying implies, but they don't cause nearly as much pain and anguish as the visual of a firearm, live ammunition, an ominous quote about death, and an extensive list of potential targets.
This is probably more of a cry for help than anything else, but trying to assume what's truly going through the mind of someone who would post something so sinister and psychotic on social media is a losing proposition. Therefore, I think were about five years late on isolating Jonathan Martin from society for good. While I have no doubts that Richie Incognito tends to push the boundaries and misread situations when it comes to fucking around, there's only been one teammate that's taken serious umbrage with it. Not so coincidentally, it just so happens to be the crazy person that ironically stole a bullying tactic in trying to humanize school shooters and mass murderers by way of ambiguous threat.
Bill Polian Said Lamar Jackson Is "Too Short" To Play Quarterback In An Unsubstantiated Endorsement Of Him As A Wide Receiver
YardBarker- Speaking about Jackson during a segment on ESPN, Polian said Jackson doesn’t have the frame or raw passing ability to become a successful NFL passer.
“I think wide receiver,” Polian said. “Exceptional athelete, exceptional ability to make you miss, exceptional acceleration, exceptional instinct with the ball in his hand and that’s rare for wide receivers. That’s [Antonio Brown], and who else? Name me another one, Julio [Jones is] not even like that.”
“Short and a little bit slight,” Polian said of Jackson. “Clearly, clearly not the thrower that the other guys are. The accuracy isn’t there.”
Calling this particular prospect "too short" to play quarterback is only more factually incorrect than it is casually prejudice. That said, I can totally see how that cliched critique snuck it's way into the scouting report from a senile old man whose days benefiting from the luck of the Peyton Manning draft are long over. At 6'3 and 210 pounds, Lamar Jackson might not be diminutive by any standard other than that of LeBron James, but he is very fast, insanely athletic, and super African American. When it comes to taking the stance that a Heisman Trophy winning passer should just up and switch to an entirely different position on a whim prior to attempting a single throw at the combine, three out of four ain't all that bad.
After all, there's only a finite amount of conclusions that can be drawn from looking at a player instead of actually watching them play. It just so happens that Bill Polian got his racially charged buzzwords mixed up. He's so used to referring to a lack of height as a measurable that foreshadows failure under center that he just instinctively associated it a player that he's blindly deemed unqualified to play quarterback for a much more antiquated reason. Hell, you can even make the argument that Bill Polian - for the first time in a long time - doesn't see color, because shortness of stature is generally a boilerplate weakness for white passers. You'd easily lose that argument seeing as he was clearly just throwing a bunch of unoriginal and overdone shortcomings at the wall in hopes that a couple would stick, but if - for some reason - you really wanted to make him out to be something other than everything that's wrong with the draft process then that's what I would go with.
Fergie's Explanation For Her Gag-Worthy Rendition Of The National Anthem Is That She's A Country Lovin' Risk Taker
Well, when you put it like that, it's hard to think of a legitimate reason why the artist that voluntarily decided to go by the name Fergie wouldn't turn the Star Spangled Banner into a cringeworthy display of glorified syllable pronunciation. After all, she's a risk taker, and if there's anything that we've learned about this country the last 18 months, it's that risks taken during the singing of the National Anthem are almost unanimously met with compassion, understanding, and an open mind.
No, but seriously. If Colin Kaepernick and the like "disrespected the flag" when they knelt in honor of unjustly murdered African Americans then I shudder to think what law of Patriotism was broken by Fergie dishonorably murdering the eardrums of a viewing audience. Comparatively speaking, pledging artistic license in your Robert Durst-esque dismemberment of a commemorative song has to be considered such an egregious act of treason that it would have Paul Manafort Russian to her defense. Remixing the National Anthem is like repainting the Mona Lisa. While I personally don't think either of them are flawless, it's pretty clear that the vast majority of society has agreed to pretend they are for the sake of familiarity.
So let's just put the chips on the table here. Grammy's be damned, because Fergie is more qualified as an asshole than she is as an artist. Look at it the following way. The mark of a great artist is having no limits. The mark of a good artist is knowing their limits. The mark of a shitty artist is using the notoriety gained from referring to something as beautiful as a woman's curves as "lady lumps" to justify the decision to deafly ignore the limitations of intact mirrors. I want to give her credit for uniting the entire nation through laughter and mockery, but this isn't Fergie's first rodeo when it comes to orally crapping out a rendition of the National Anthem that, in the moment, made me wonder what vocal stylings Afghanistan has to offer. Ignorance nor artistry are valid excuses for someone who is now a repeat offender of being a tone-deaf asshole...
P.S. The internet wins again...
One Of Fox News' Resident Racists Told LeBron James And Kevin Durant To "Shut Up And Dribble" Because She Didn't Like Their Take On Donald Trump
Welp, when you're right...you're right, and they simply don't get any further right than Tomi Lahren's wicked, horse-faced stepmother Laura Ingraham. She might wrong about LeBron James leaving high school early - which he quite obviously didn't - and be completely ignorant to the most intrinsic values of free speech, but when it comes to making her opposition's point for them, this bigoted bitch couldn't have been anymore spot on!
While the first question that comes to the mind of anyone with a soul is "who's this they you are referring to you trifling trout-mouth of a political pollutant?", I suggest that instead of asking it we silently pull over on the road to understanding to get lectured by the head officer of the grammar police. Ironically, as condescending as the racial overtones of "shut up and dribble" happen to be, it's actually not the worst advice I've ever heard. As citizens of a free country they certainly aren't legally required to, but - if they so choose - LeBron James and Kevin Durant can feel free to focus on basketball knowing full well that Laura Ingraham is doing a fine job of making Donald Trump look like a divisive dolt with her own discriminatory drivel.
So take heed to the cautionary tale of a kid who came from nothing to shoot to the peak of his profession while further monetizing his transcendent talents through a wide variety of business ventures. After all, he used the wrong tense of a word or two in frustratingly telling an obvious truth. Therefore, he must not be educationally inclined to speak on the oft-bankrupt billionaire who was raised off silver spoon-fed bullshit.
Michigan State Basketball Picked A Of Hell Of Time To Rock Their Equality-Driven "We Talk, We Listen" T-Shirts
Because what better to way to show you are serious about continuing to promote racial equality than by abusing that objectively good cause in a shamelessly see-through attempt to deflect from your own rampant neglect of the most disgustingly criminal form of gender inequality?!? Honestly, if the slogan "We Talk, We Listen" were just a litttttttle less painfully ironic given the circumstances, I'm sure the only thing people would be talking about is how open Michigan State's ear is to those that go under-protected. Granted, even thinking it's okay to try to change the subject is disturbing in its own right, but surely it was just the semantics - and not the time, place, and overwhelming lack of compassion given and responsibility taken - that kept this fashion statement from successfully sheltering the Spartans from the long overdue backlash from multiple covered-up sexual assaults. Some might say it's a strange time to overanalyze words that not-so-inconspicuously imply a prioritization of support to a marginalized group other than young, defenseless women, and to that I say #MeToo.
In all seriousness, what happened to the profession of public relations? Like, shouldn't all these organizations whose every move is being dissected with a fine tooth comb have at least one person on staff whose expertise is in making sure they don't appear as though they are taking sarcastic jabs at their own heinous press clippings? Hiring someone to give those entering the public eye a thee old parental once-over seems like a no-brainer in these types of situations, but it feels like every other day there's a brand or business entity that's apparently left that role unfilled. Both Michigan State's President and Athletic Director were forced into resignation for not listening, but the most visible members of the school have that empty obligation screen printed across their chests? Higher education has truly never done a more adequate job of smoking up to its name.
While I advocate for all forms of equality, I haven't exactly championed the movement. I do, however, feel pretty confident in saying that the people who have would agree that you shouldn't openly condemn one type of inequality when it appears at though your campus was a goddamn hotbed for another. The failure to see the hypocrisy in doing so is liable to have you playing dumber than Tom Izzo than in an interrogation...
You Need To Listen To Two Ottawa Senators' Broadcasters Discussing 'Grindr' Without Having Any Clue What It Actually Is
OutSports- Ottawa Senators hockey announcers Dean Brown and Gord Wilson were promoting their post-game radio call-in show on TSN1200 Saturday for the game against the Montreal Canadiens when the discussion veered into, of all things, the gay meet-up app Grindr.
Timothy Burke of Deadspin captured the audio, but here is a transcript:
Dean Brown: “Gord and I ... [will take] calls, questions, emails — Tinder, Twitter, Grindr — all the social media stuff. They'll have that going on after the game tonight.”
Gord Wilson: “Grindr?”
Brown: “Well, I don't know what any of them do, so I just mention them all.”
Wilson: “Is Grindr a thing?”
Brown: “I guess so, I don't know what it is though.”
Wilson: “Wow, I can only imagine what's found on Grindr or who's found on Grindr.”
Brown: “I think it probably has something to do with those Mix Masters, those grinder attachments.”
Wilson: “OK, uh-huh”
Brown: “Probably all the things you can grind with one of those machines, cheese, vegetables. We'll get Matt to figure out what that is and let us know what Grindr actually is. I heard it and know it's part of the social media thing. Not that I’m old and not into this.”
Not for nothing, but this entire interaction - completely free of it's inherent hilarity - is quite the endorsement of homosexuals and their ability to market themselves better than heterosexuals. Let's be real here. Tinder got mindlessly included in that extremely random list of irrelevant social medias due the popularity of the name, but Grindr got obliviously lumped in due to the catchiness of the name.
Now, I'd absolutely love to find out where Dean Brown was when he overheard a conversation that made mention of a gay "dating" app that apparently stuck with him through to the broadcast. However, the fact that his partner heard it - presumably without any prior knowledge - and immediately knew they had ventured into questionable territory is a testament to how edgy said app sounds.
It's 2017 so there's not anything weird or out of the ordinary about homosexuals wanting to sex each other up in a timely manner, but it's safe to say that the creators of Grindr were successful in having their product sound out of place as a way of contacting two older men interested in fetishizing nothing more than a repressed professional sport. Sports radio might be filled with blow hards, but - since the hosts generally do an anti-climactic job of providing stimulation - it's probably for the best that one of them was instinctually able to hear the need for a disassociation when the other completely misread the context of his technological eavesdropping.
They are both a ways away from the loop, but at least someone in the booth had an elementary enough sense of brand awareness to realize that nothing about the name Grindr lends itself to conveniently offering crappy, frustratingly uninformed opinions about hockey. Shockingly, it wasn't the guy that thought meat pulverizers had their own means of online communication.
There's Apparently Plenty Of Sexual Harassment Taking Place At ESPN, But This Text Exchange With John Buccigross Ain't It
BostonGlobe- But others are speaking openly. In her complaint, Adrienne Lawrence describes a toxic environment at ESPN headquarters where men make unwanted sexual and romantic advances under the guise of networking or mentoring, and “mark” women as their own by spreading false rumors about sexual relationships with female employees.
Lawrence accused John Buccigross, a longtime SportsCenter anchor whom she viewed as a mentor, of sending unsolicited shirtless photographs of himself and calling her “dollface,” “#dreamgirl,” and “#longlegs” in messages from 2016 reviewed by the Globe. Lawrence said she tried to remain cordial in the messages but at one point responded: “You need to wear clothes, sir.”
When rumors spread that the two were in a relationship, Lawrence repeatedly complained to company officials and was advised by a supervisor to drop the matter, according to the complaint.
Lawrence said ESPN retaliated against her by reducing her on-air shifts and ultimately denying her a permanent position. The other fellow, a male, received a job offer. The Globe interviewed three former employees whom Lawrence had confided in at the time about her treatment and confirmed her account.
Buccigross, roughly two decades older than Lawrence, acknowledged sending the photos but denied starting any rumors that the two were in a relationship.
“I considered Adrienne to be a friend,” Buccigross said in a statement to the Globe. “I’m sorry if anything I did or said offended Adrienne. It certainly wasn’t my intent.”
I'm not going to lie, when you put it in print that accusation paints quite the inflammatory picture. Doll face? Long legs? Dream girl? Half naked pictures that were met with the text message equivalent of a finger wag? Not looking great for John Buccigross in his off-hours exchange with a female co-worker twenty years his junior. That is, until you see them in...wait, what's that thing we always tend to ignore because it gets in the way of a good story? Ahhhh, that's right, context...
....and with all the good that has come with women finally feeling empowered enough to out the perverts they encounter in the workplace, the bad of timely attempts to capitalize on how quick we have become to accept these allegations as fact was sure to follow. Admittedly, a couple innocent men having to wash themselves off after having their reputation dragged through the dirt is a small price to pay as the collateral damage for unveiling decades of marginalization by way of menacing misogyny. Still, now - more than ever before - we should force ourselves to examine these things on a case-by-case basis.
In this case, the most problematic point of contact was this (strategically omitted by ESPN) selfie...
...thaaaaaat (refer back to the text exchange) was immediately met with a request to hang out. I'm no expert on sexual harassment, but I don't think victims of it repeatedly engage their assailant in hopes of meeting them privately to wash down home-cooked Italian specialities with an alcohol of their choice. I don't know if John Buccigross was actually in pursuit of Adrienne Lawrence, but if he was then the trail of amorous breadcrumbs she left is at least partially to blame. As far as I am concerned, the only creepy thing that the then 50 year old anchor is guilty of doing is texting like the 50 year old man that he was at the time. So if inter-company flirting is frowned upon then you can slap the sad face emoji on both of their records, but there was absolutely nothing one-sidedly sexual about an exchange that featured far too many winky faces to be assumed completely professional in nature.
Now, these screenshots don't serve as a defense of the company that potentially wiped themselves clean of only the female minority when it looked as though two of their employees might be shitting where they ate, but they are undoubtedly an exoneration of John Buccigross as some sort of manipulative sexual deviant. I feel like that's a pretty fucking important distinction that wasn't even remotely made by the accuser in this article. Especially since the article continued on to trivialize the trials and tribulations of a pregnant woman who worked through a miscarriage on-air only to be laid off hours before returning from a subsequent, successful attempt at child birth by lumping them in some cutesy, well-received, back-and-forth banter...
Shortly after Mike McQuade took over as vice president of SportsCenter in 2014, he questioned Walsh’s commitment because she also worked for The Fantasy Show during the football season. Walsh, who had recently signed a multi-year contract and helped host an opening for ESPN’s new digital center, was shocked that her new boss was raising concerns, according to three former employees briefed on the matter at the time.
Walsh was so worried about her job that she decided not to call in sick when she started bleeding from a miscarriage during a work trip to Alabama. Instead, she went to the studio and anchored the show. She described the on-air miscarriage in an Instagram post on Mother’s Day this past year, but Walsh told the Globe she could not comment because she is still under contract.
Former employees said that Walsh was upset that McQuade did not respond to an e-mail she wrote from the hospital about the miscarriage, and she was soon sent back to the same Alabama set where she had miscarried.
After Walsh raised concerns about her treatment, she was told the matter had been investigated and was handled properly even though she was never interviewed, according to the former employees. Shortly after, Walsh was assigned to fewer shows, a move that she viewed as retaliation for speaking up, according to the employees.
Walsh eventually conceived again and talked to human resources before she went on maternity leave to get assurances her position was safe. But days before she planned to return from maternity leave this past April, ESPN notified her that she was part of the layoffs.
A Broadcaster Who Interviewed For 'The NFL Network' Revealed A Fairly Cringeworthy Question She Was Asked In the Process
Welp, you can add that to the long list of things that people should never, ever do in a professional setting.
Now, it's not exactly as damning as sending unprompted pictures of your genitals to a co-worker...or cutting out the technological middle man and just pulling your junk out when the mere presence of a woman makes your pants a wee bit tighter...or grabbing asses/breasts like a toddler that lacks all forms of coordination and understanding...or wrapping trunk-sized dildos for the 'White Elephant' exchange at the office...or talking to females that are in a professional setting as if they are far a more lascivious type of "pro"...or texting 'come' with a 'U' like you refined your one-sided sexting tactics in an AOL chatroom...or basically engaging in any of the other brothel-esque behavior that was allegedly taking place at the NFL Network.
Still, referring to just about any group of people as "them" is a look so bad that even the people that originally came up with the practice hide themselves under white hoods. In this case, "them" happened to be loosely translated as "one of those there hooker ladies that values having both a career and a family", but - realistically - it could have just as easily been used to describe any demographic other than old and white in a derogatory manner.
This may come as a surprise to the head of the NFL Network's talent agency that may or may not have given about a dozen sexual predators a stamp of approval, but there's more tender ways to ask about the potential availability of a prospective female employee than by examining her crotch and wondering out loud if it's currently doing side work in the baby making business.
Now, more than ever, we really have to spell these things out for those in power so here's a little vocab lesson for anyone conducting interviews, when T...H...E...M is directed towards any sort of minority it can concluded that there is nothing 'pro' about that noun.
A 4-Star Recruit Decommitted From Oregon After Their Coach Left For FSU, Prompting A State Representative To Chirp Him On Twitter
If we are being completely honest, that response is pretty damn harmless in comparison to a majority of the dumb thoughts and opinions that people with relative power feel oddly comfortable making available to the masses by way of the internet. It's admittedly pretty strange to see an older man with a semblance of prestige take aim at an innocent teenager who made the best decision for his future. That said, considering the buffoonery state of politics, I'm not so sure we shouldn't be praising butt hurt Bill Post in showing some restraint by limiting his baseless criticism to a wildly unnecessary "life lesson".
Any respectable state representative would have just kept to himself, but oh well. At least this particular one is too heavily invested in the local college football scene to harbor hypocritical views of the way collegiate athletics are run. I mean, if he had something to say about the self confidence a high school senior showed in backing out of a handshake deal then surely he'll have some scathing retort for the head coach whose sudden departure for greener pastures prompted the "psych"-esque pulling of the hand in the first place. He's someone who has been made responsible for aiding in the making of decisions that could effect tens of thousands of people. There's no way Bill Post would be bird-brained enough to take umbrage with a kid exercising what few rights he has during the short amount of time he has them while also offering support to the grown ass adult whose untimely search for more money found said kid in an uncertain situation. Right? RIGHT?!?
Greg Schiano Was Set To Become The Head Coach At Tennessee Before Their Fans And The Internet Sabotaged The Deal With Unsubstantiated Speculation
The response, in a nutshell...
What it led to....
The allegation that ultimately killed the contract offer (as per Yahoo):
On Aug. 25, 2015, former Penn State assistant coach Mike McQueary was deposed as part of a civil suit between the university and its insurance company over liability for payouts to victims of Sandusky.
During the deposition, McQueary said he once discussed Sandusky with another Penn State assistant, Tom Bradley, who most recently was an assistant coach at UCLA. He said Bradley was not surprised by what McQueary told him because Bradley had heard similar.
From the deposition:
Q: “Did [Bradley] tell you that he had had information concerning Gerald Sandusky and children?”
A: “He said he knew of some things. … He said another assistant coach had come to him in the early ’90s about a very similar situation to mine, and he said that he had — someone had come to him as far back as early as the ’80s about seeing Jerry Sandusky doing something with a boy.”
Q: “Did he identify who the other coaches were that had given him this information?”
A: “The one in the early ’90s, yes.”
Q: “And who was that?”
A: “Greg Schiano …”
Q: “And did he give you any details about what Coach Schiano had reported to him?”
A: “No, only that he had – I can’t remember if it was one night or one morning, but that Greg had come into his office white as a ghost and said he just saw Jerry doing something to a boy in the shower. And that’s it. That’s all he ever told me.”
That is the extent of allegations involving Schiano, which first surfaced in 2016 during the unsealing of documents in the civil case.
I'm not going to lie, those "Grumors" are a whole hell of a lot less funny now that they rose the hopes of the Tennessee fanbase to such egregious heights that they Volunteer'd the reputation of a man they simply didn't want to coach their favorite football team to absorb the blow when they inevitably came crashing back to earth.
I can't fault a football program or it's fan base for not wanting to be even mildly affiliated with a name that was haphazardly implicated of covering up child rape, no matter how unsubstantiated the claim. However, I'd be very surprised if a vast majority of those that ran with the wild speculation that tarnished the career and character of a person realized the extent of the "evidence" against him was the litigious equivalent of a game of 'Telephone' with the last person being someone whose own damn testimony contradicted itself. Mike McQueary couldn't even consistently convey the unspeakable acts that he saw in those showers. I honestly wouldn't trust him to recall what he ate for fucking lunch, but his recollection of what someone he never worked with saw through the word of a third party that testified he never gave it is enough to officially declare Greg Schiano an accomplice to a generation of molestation?
This outrage predominantly stems from one thing, and it's not a then Graduate Assistant's stint with the Nittany Lions two and half decades ago. Hell, 90% of the people that sabotaged this deal didn't even know Greg Schiano ever worked at Penn State before yesterday, but they sure as shit knew that his name wasn't Jon Gruden.
The uncovering of years and years of disgustingly deep-seated and actively covered up misconduct in which innocent children were the victims is sure to have some collateral damage. That said, it's ridiculously disingenuous for it to come as a result of a fan base having some delusional, glorified view of their football program that's dead last in the worse of two SEC divisions. In a desperate act that was completely counterproductive to EVER getting a more accomplished coach to accept the job opening that's not nearly as enticing as they think, Tennessee fans flat-out abused (no pun intended) the sexual assault of dozens of kids as leverage in thinking they were benefiting their rooting interest going forward.
Not wanting Greg Schiano to take the reins at Tennessee because of some unproven event during his early-to-mid 20's is just barely understandable, as is not wanting him to take the reins at Tennessee because his NFL tenure was a disaster. Conjuring up some fictitious sense of disgust regarding the former because the thought of the latter makes you uneasy is simply despicable.
Not only did it come at the expense of someone who is a far better recruiter and program builder (See: Rutgers) than anyone who would even think about taking on that career suicide mission now, but - more importantly - it came at the expense of someone who has the support of those far more "in-the-know" than a raucous internet mob of overreactive college football fans below the Mason-Dixon line...
Did you think that the pissing match taking place between the outspoken, self-indulgent father of an NBA rookie whose jump shot undoubtedly made James Naismith's roll out of a peaceful eternal rest and the reality TV star turned President of the United States was the peak of American stupidity?
Well, I've got good (...or bad, depending on your view of dark humor) news for you! It appears the streams have crossed and the person absorbing the collateral splash-back is none other than the former host of 'Reading Rainbow'. Yup, the man that abused the helping hand of a catchy theme song in an effort to teach 80's babies that reading is - in fact - fun is getting dragged through these internet streets by some of MAGA's finest due to having a similar first name and the same last initial as another African American male.
I'd say those that can't tell the difference between LaVar Ball and LeVar Burton are showing their pasty white hand by not being able to differentiate between two black men with wildly different backgrounds that have happened upon on our television screens at one point or another in polar opposite fashions. Unfortunately, the truth is that they probably hate reading as much as they hate basketball, so - if you really think about it - LeVar Burton brought this backlash upon himself by pushing written words on the children of the illiterate. Always telling them to "take a look" as if what if they trying to find is "in a book"...
What type of fascist malarkey is that? I, for one, don't feel bad that LeVar Burton is catching wayward insults from a handful of racist morons. Hopefully they lead to the uncovering of this literary cult he's spent decades forming in the pursuit of what's at the end of that imaginary "rainbow". If that's the case then we will end up glad that he got pulled into a childish 20-minute discussion of what does and doesn't constitute a 'thank you' on a network that should probably stop identifying itself as "news".
A Sportswriter Quoted Biggie While Talking About Enes Kanter's Run-In With LeBron, And You Won't Believe This But It Went Poorly
Full disclosure? Regardless of the questionable semantics of it, I like the spirit of the quote. As someone that considered Enes Kanter a bit soft due to his inability to play anything that resembles passable defense as a near 7-footer, I probably needed a reminder that he's the same guy that forced his own family to public disown him by speaking out against the tyranny of the leader of his war-torn homeland. He might be a bit of a sieve on the block, but - whether his opposition be a King, Queen, Princess, or Dictator - he's not the type to let himself get pushed around in a power struggle...
Now, just because the use of a Biggie quote is extremely relevant doesn't mean it's not problematic. Usually I could brush off an old white guy's use of the n-word as a sign that he's close to meeting the same demise as his filter. However, when the old white guy in question is "with it" enough to have a twitter account, know his Notorious B.I.G., and censor himself? I expect him to be able to properly count his asterisks. Not to nitpick because we are all capable of typos, but your tweet is probably deserving of a proofread when one extra * takes your unnecessary use of an edited slur from casual to racist while taking the side of the European guy in a interracial scuffle.
I hate to do this, but I think we're going to have to make it a rule of thumb that white dudes over 70 years of age shouldn't be using the oft-explicit lyrics of dearly departed hip hop legends for internet approval.
I know, I know. It pains me to contribute to the online handcuffing of the marginalized white male, but if Peter Vescey taught us anything it's that even the most well-intentioned attempt at citing the work of proud black men in popular culture is liable to go off the rails at any moment. I'll give him 'One More Chance' because I don't think his cultural crime was maliciously committed, but when it comes to his failure to reconsider his extremely forced and contextually unfortunate rap references?
Yo Pete, ya dead wrong...
With the good comes the bad, I suppose. J.R. Smith rode the LeBron James' express train to an NBA Championship that was sandwiched in between two other Finals appearances and now he to pay the remaining balance on his tickets...by answering to a vague, passive aggressive use of a meme that was not only 2000-and-late, but also poorly described to him by a reporter.
It's undoubtedly worth it, but this is at least part of the downside that comes with playing alongside the most high maintenance superstar in professional sports. In fact, you can present a pretty strong - if not undeniable - argument that this is exactly the type of online tomfoolery that ultimately has the person that it's potentially aimed at currently mowing down the Eastern Conference while exploring greener pastures. Now, J.R. Smith is no Kyrie Irving so he'll gladly accept the responsibility of talking around the meaning of a vague Instagram post that he hasn't seen as an occupational hazard. Still, it absolutely has to be exhausting coming into "the office" knowing that any given day your "co-worker" can make the more mundane aspects of your job more difficult when he's not even there.
Miko Grimes Seems Pretty Confident That The Raiders O-Line Got Derek Carr Hurt Because He Disagreed With Their Protests
You really have to appreciate that Miko Grimes is such a shit-stirring wild card, but what she is not - apparently - is an expert in the art of the x's and o's. I can't imagine her shameless, pontificating ass would have been in the know if the Raiders offensive line did want to do the completely unthinkable in making their protest slightly less peaceful by sacrificing the health of their starting quarterback to the Derek Wolfe's of the world. However, even if she would have been first on the telephone tree for whatever reason, that is very clearly not at all what happened...
Let's say you really, really wanted to believe that five professional football players came together and all agreed to casually whiff on their blocks in order to send a massage that not-so-loosely translates to "fuck this season" on behalf of social justice. Wouldn't you be hard pressed to substantiate that argument after watching a play-action rollout that was designed to get the ball out of Derek Carr's hand in a hurry? I've admittedly already given the most venomous of verbal vomit too much credit by talking about it as if it were any way rooted in reality. But from a schematic standpoint, that would have been a ridiculously random (mid-3rd quarter?) and awfully stupid circumstance to try to get your quarterback killed on behalf of his beliefs when a 5-step drop on third-and-long was sure to follow.
There's no doubt that Derek Carr is a bit of a Jesus freak so it's not remotely out of the question that he was pushing for players to take two knees bedside and pray for equality instead. It is, however, out of the question that an entire position group whose job security is super reliant on his arm would try to subtly put it in danger by secretly switching to their olé "protection".
Now, that doesn't mean I don't love that the NFL's wildest WAG implied that was the case, because the uncomfortable lines of questioning that will result from such an inherently preposterous allegation will be nothing short of cringeworthy comedy, but it's still a preposterous allegation nonetheless.
Others may disagree with his command of classic movies, but - as a Saints' fan - I prefer to think that Cam Newton's 'Titanic' analogy was a spot-on description of how the rest of the Carolina Panthers season looks to play out. So you can call it the result of a shocking lack of knowledge regarding history and/or popular culture, but - with the NFC South still up for grabs - I'm going to treat it as a promotion that's clearer than any of the age old pieces published predicting an unforeseen iceberg coming out of nowhere to sink the most extravagant of ship.
Now, I certainly don't think that Cam Newton was trying to say that the team he quarterbacks pushed back their meeting with fate at the NFL-equivalent of the bottom of the ocean by shoving the half-dead weight of their heaviest offensive weapon overboard. However, to those that are critical of Cam Newton's counter productive commentary, I ask you this - you guys really never let go, huh?
I said it before, and I'll say it again - Cam Newton absolutely sucks at press conferences. He saves every ounce of quick wittedness that he possesses for ridiculous displays outside the pocket, and therefore has none left for in front of the microphone. Yeah, he appears to be a disingenuous prick when he no-shows or responds to simple questions by stomping out of the room like an infant, but if we have learned anything this year it's that apparently the alternative is even more unforgivable.
We are halfway through the season and he's already - and completely unnecessarily - turned himself into a misogynist that lives under a rock. Is that not enough evidence that he's worse at navigating an ad-lib than the captain of the first flamboyant cruise ship was at navigating the natural disaster-laden waters of the Atlantic? Jack had more of a way with words when he was freezing to goddamn death, so let's not act like the bloom isn't off the Rose as it pertains to Cam Newton's inability to say what he means with a timely response. Instead let's focus on him dunking on the Falcons, since him dunking his head under cold and unforgiving waters is a virtual certainty when it comes time for a Q&A...
With A Display Of Laughable Finger Pointing, Papa John Proved That He Is None-Too-Pleased With The NFL Protests
Can you imagine getting rich off the pepperoni on the type of shitty, mass-produced chain pizza that has its costumers spending most of Monday morning casing sausage, and thinking a slight downtick in sales has more to do with NFL players kneeling than the general public realizing your food is fit for a dog bowl?
I'm not insulted that Papa John thinks he's at liberty to puff his chest out, because the NFL owners have made it quite clear that money - and to a lesser extent, sponsors - are what has them sitting in an echo chamber casually bouncing institutionally racist ideas off the wall. I am insulted that he thinks his cardboard crusted slop is beyond reproach.
Like, before angrily stomping the feet that you will never not use to stand up during the National Anthem, maybe try living up to that "better ingredients" slogan. There has certainly been no shortage of stupid fucking opinions from people who intelligence is laughably disproportional to their willingness to spew them, but this is where I draw the fucking line. If I were a professional athlete whose father died on the front lines as a war hero I might honestly consider taking a nap during the Star Spangled Banner just because some peddler of second rate sauce implied that I shouldn't.
If I made a list of things that are anti-American 'chain pizza' would be far closer to the top than 'freedom of expression', so the person whose Napoleon Complex has him speaking up as if he's taller than Colin Kaepernick on bended knee can pipe the fuck on down. He's basically wiped his ass with the American flag by disrespecting the good name of pizza in an effort to pad his pockets, so I'm glad he's eating a 5% quarterly loss. Lord knows it tastes better than his product.
You see, now that is how you use the time-wasting tactics at your disposal for good. Well, orchestrating a stadium-wide chorus of boos is more accurately a commendation of awful, but if you're going to kill time then you might as while liven up the crowd in the process. I'm not so sure you can call the obvious inciting of thousands upon thousands of jeers a "silent gesture". Not only because the result was pretty damn loud, but because it spoke volumes about the respect that Rich Hill has for Yu Darvish.
I can understand the frustration that the casual baseball fan has with the amount of minutes professional baseball player spend standing around with their hand on their junk. However, you really had to relish that down time when those minutes are being used as a proverbial crotch grab to the guy that tried to sabotage the best World Series in recent memory with a racist rendering of the proud Asian pitcher that previous had his number. I still think it's absolutely ridiculous that Yuil Gurriel's suspension got pushed back until next season, but I'm glad that the Dodgers' fans - in conjunction with their starting pitcher - made it impossible for the offender to push the unforgivable incident to the back of his mind in a resounding fashion. Really have to tip your cap to Rich Hill for reading the room and allowing for the writing of the next chapter with an elongated show of support for his teammate. The timeless (literal and figurative) traditions of baseball finally provided us something we could enjoy, the absence of dead air and the public shaming of a culturally insensitive buffoon.