In today's edition of the morbidly dull and mortally uninformative stylings of Peter King's Sports Illustrated column, a fan submitted an email essentially pointing out that King had tunnel vision in his weekly awarding of some award for 'good guy' of the week.
From Paul, of New York City: "Peter, my friends and I have a running joke about how many weeks into the season your 'good guy' award goes to a white man. Four for four thus far. More than 50 percent of the players in the league are black, as you know.
Clearly, the point being; that when King 'thinks' good guy, he thinks white guy.
That is called being racist.
One would think that King would either refute the sentiment or at least tell us some story about a Negro 'friend' which would prove to the world that he isn't racist.
Something along the lines of:
'I dialed the personal cell phone number of Donovan McNabb to talk to him on my cell phone, and while on the cell phone call with McNabb, he said, 'Gee willikers, Peter King, we played a dynamite game today'. Then, I spoke into my cell phone, on which I had dialed Donovan McNabb's personal cell phone number, and told him --over the cell phone --about a supremely funny TV show I had just discovered called, The Office. He said the title sounded supremely funny. We laughed. And then some guy who was travelling to Colgate University (where my daughter who used to play softball at Montclair High, Marybeth, attended college) walked by and said something loud. Very annoying! I decided to skip going to the gym. The hotel has a very good gym, and if you go at 3:30AM, there are surprisingly few people competing for treadmills. Instead, I decided to go to Starbuck's and have a Trinidadian-Mocha-Frappolotta-Roasted-Coffee-Bean-Triple-Non-Fat Carmel-with-a sugar-free-maple-infused-raspberry-flavor-shot Green Tea. Green Tea is so healthy. And Donovan is a good friend.'
But no, all he had to say was:
Thanks for keeping me on my toes.
Ooops, you noticed. Better pick a jigaboo next week.