Now granted my kingdom consists of a handsome portfolio of debt, but I could probably scrounge up some rubber bands or paper clips that aren't mine to give you.
A quick glance at one of the sports' "super-sites" reveled the following on its NFL feature page:
"Atlanta Jury Acquits Lewis Associates"
"Moss kicked off flight for arguing with attendant"
"Jury set for Janikowski bribery case"
"Lions' Westbrook charged with drunk driving"
I guess it is just too much to ask for a story on how newly acquired Detroit running back James Stewart is picking up his new offense or who looks sharp in the preliminary stages of what is sure to be a quarterback debate in San Francisco. But instead, we get more garbage on spoiled babies who have simply proved time and time again that not only do they not deserve the riches that their God-given talent has endowed them with, but that they are completely incapable of handling the gross excess of riches that they have received.
I have covered the "thuggery" issue before, so instead of a seventeen-point dissertation on why there should be at least a "three strikes" rule or at least an "understood" system of blackballing problem players, I will simply try to analyze these situations for what they are worth.
Ray Lewis....you know, anyone who is a six-foot-two, 250 pounds of solid muscle doesn't need a "posse" to carry around with them to go night clubs. I don't know what the origin of this disturbing trend is, but the earliest thug/posse that I can remember is Mike Tyson's crew of idiots that used to hang out in the background of ever single picture that he ever took.
Oh, they were paid handsomely by Tyson to do absolutely nothing, but how would you like to tell your grandchildren how you made your nest egg with that background? "Well kiddo....you see, I used to be the guy that grunted "Yeah, yeah" in the background when Mike Tyson did his interviews." In other words, I was the Art Garfunkel to Tyson's Paul Simon. Message to all athletes who carry around more dead weight than the Cincinnati Bengals' front office: Cut out the posse and don't give yourself the opportunity to contract a situation like Lewis plunged into....being out at 4:00 a.m. is bad enough, but with a posse????
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