Initially, we were greatly surprised to read that Congress has decided that they are unsure of the veracity of Roger Clemens presentation before them a few weeks ago. In response, Congress has decided to look more deeply into the issue and has asked Justice to investigate Clemens for possibly lying under oath.
Certainly, we would have expected Congressional outrage and media vilification of Clemens; at least on the level that the Home Run King received.
To this point, it didn't seem forthcoming.
So, obviously, it was a bit surprising to see Congress attempting to pass out equal treatment to the pitcher (read: caucasoid).
Until sitting in front of the Congressional committee, Clemens flew relatively below the radar on the steroid screen. Sure, since day one his name had been mentioned. But, everyone wanted to wait for hard evidence and actual incriminating testimony from third parties/friends before 'indicting' him. Taking testimony from 'mistresses' with agendas and drug dealers facing charges were only satisfactory when 'indicting' the Home Run King.
How did this game change? How is Clemens now being held accountable? Why?
Is it because of the media spotlight outlets like NOIS have been shining on Clemens for long months now? Though most readers would certainly give some credence to that theory, we believe the change in direction by both the legislature and the media is attributable to another factor.
Half-Brother Barack Obama.
As Obama has captured the heart and soul of this nation, both the media and Congress realize that they are in a position to have to fall in line with what this country will stand for and what this country wants.
Congress realizes that Obama in the White House is an inevitable conclusion. The media realizes this. And America wants this.
Certainly, with a Half-Brother as the chief executor of the nation, a focus of both the legislative branch of government and the fourth estate will be on equality and fair treatment of all. It is in that interest that Congress has now decided that they can no longer allow Clemens to roam freely in the face of virtually indisputable evidence showing he sat in front of them and lied to their faces.
A tremendous Hispanic player did that to them, and he was run out of the game of baseball.
It is now time to send Roger Clemens to the gallows. To run him out of the sport and to further make an example out of him by incarcerating him for his perjurious utterings before elected and treasured leaders.
Fairness in treatment on this level would not be possible had not Barack Obama taken flight on his majestic journey to lead a shackled nation to freedom. The government and press had been content to devalue, dethrone and destroy the Home Run King. But Obama's presence and his inevitable role as guide in change has manifested a renewed understanding of what 'justice for all' truly means.
So, realize, as baseball (and all sports) seek to provide the nation with a clean and honest product of interest and diversion; realize that it would not be possible had not a young half-original man not had the spirit and faith to follow his dream to free his country through change.
Yes, we can change!
And getting the pitcher (see above for definition) out of baseball is the first major step.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Our Readers.....
Occasionally, we are in receipt of an email so gloriously informative that we must share it with all of you:
NOIS-
You and your African ape decedents keep on supporting Obama and getting those guilty feeling liberal whites to vote for him, too. You are playing into our hands.
True Americans and intelligent people that understand that the diminishing of white bloodlines is ruining America and the world are waiting anxiously hopin for Obama to win this election.
You people are too dense to see what is happening. Once Obama wins, he will most likely be assassinated. That will spark rioting from blacks. Essentially, it will bring about the race war this country needs to right itself and purge the welfare roles and prisons of your lazy, criminal brothers and sisters and resume our role as a world leader that can be respected. The curse our ancestors brought on us today by bringing the apes over as slaves will finally be eradicated.
A vote for Obama is a vote for a White America.
Keep supporting him!
There you have it. It's not often that we are speechless.....
NOIS-
You and your African ape decedents keep on supporting Obama and getting those guilty feeling liberal whites to vote for him, too. You are playing into our hands.
True Americans and intelligent people that understand that the diminishing of white bloodlines is ruining America and the world are waiting anxiously hopin for Obama to win this election.
You people are too dense to see what is happening. Once Obama wins, he will most likely be assassinated. That will spark rioting from blacks. Essentially, it will bring about the race war this country needs to right itself and purge the welfare roles and prisons of your lazy, criminal brothers and sisters and resume our role as a world leader that can be respected. The curse our ancestors brought on us today by bringing the apes over as slaves will finally be eradicated.
A vote for Obama is a vote for a White America.
Keep supporting him!
There you have it. It's not often that we are speechless.....
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Caught In The Game
Again, indulge us, as this may not be sports related (but, politics certainly is a game of strategy); but is important nonetheless.
That's the picture that has caused a bit of a commotion. Fairly innocuous. Certainly less than unusual for a dignitary of one nation to engage in some hospitable interaction with the locals of another. Generally speaking: Nothing to see here. Move along.
But, the timing of the release of the photo is what is most interesting. And the brilliance of the timing is what is most illuminating.
The Clintons have yet again been burned at their own device.
On Sunday, the all knowing and all enlightening Minister Louis Farrakhan graced his kind words and sharp oratory in a favorable description of the vision of Obama. Certainly, the 'endorsement' of a man seen as a threat by much of upper middle class and upper class America (read: white) would provide the conservative element of our nation the chance to ignite divisive and unfounded fears from sea to shining sea.
What is a candidate to do in such a situation? You don't want to reject the glorious words of the Minister. But at the same time, you do have to smooth out the fears that will be aroused by opposition as they play into the carefully crafted and tainted negative image the media has (for years) constructed of the Minister.
We'd suggest that releasing a photo that plays into other fears would do the trick. And it would allow the opportunity to blame your opponent and positively spin things for yourself. And, of course, it would bump the Minister's words from the headlines. Relegating the negative response to those words to the Rush Limbaugh's of the world who have no sway with the independent, middle ground voters.
Underestimated.
That's the picture that has caused a bit of a commotion. Fairly innocuous. Certainly less than unusual for a dignitary of one nation to engage in some hospitable interaction with the locals of another. Generally speaking: Nothing to see here. Move along.
But, the timing of the release of the photo is what is most interesting. And the brilliance of the timing is what is most illuminating.
The Clintons have yet again been burned at their own device.
On Sunday, the all knowing and all enlightening Minister Louis Farrakhan graced his kind words and sharp oratory in a favorable description of the vision of Obama. Certainly, the 'endorsement' of a man seen as a threat by much of upper middle class and upper class America (read: white) would provide the conservative element of our nation the chance to ignite divisive and unfounded fears from sea to shining sea.
What is a candidate to do in such a situation? You don't want to reject the glorious words of the Minister. But at the same time, you do have to smooth out the fears that will be aroused by opposition as they play into the carefully crafted and tainted negative image the media has (for years) constructed of the Minister.
We'd suggest that releasing a photo that plays into other fears would do the trick. And it would allow the opportunity to blame your opponent and positively spin things for yourself. And, of course, it would bump the Minister's words from the headlines. Relegating the negative response to those words to the Rush Limbaugh's of the world who have no sway with the independent, middle ground voters.
Underestimated.
That is the word that best characterises Half-Brother Obama, his advisors and their campaign.
Clinton was supposed to be the crafty, battle hardened veteran. Her advisors were supposed to be the brass knuckle wearing wrecking squad that would make minced meat out of the Half-Brother.
Seems someone walked unknowingly into a well set trap.
Monday, February 25, 2008
The Most Important Endorsement
As the make or break day for the Democratic Party's process of picking a presidential candidate approaches; Half-Brother Barack Obama may have gotten the endorsement that will cement the deal.
Conspicuously waiting until the most important point in the campaign, the wise and gracious Louis Farrakhan has finally allowed us his insight on the race for the 'White' House.
"This young man is the hope of the entire world that America will change and be made better," Nation of Islam Minister Louis Farrakhan said Sunday, per the AP's write-up. "This young man is capturing audiences of black and brown and red and yellow*. If you look at Barack Obama's audiences and look at the effect of his words, those people are being transformed."
(* notice, no mention of that colorless illusion that we, out of necessity, refer to as 'white')
And, perhaps the greatest complimentary analogy we have ever seen did follow:
Farrakhan compared Obama to the religion's founder, Fard Muhammad, who also had a white mother and black father.
"A black man with a white mother became a savior to us," he told the crowd of mostly followers. "A black man with a white mother could turn out to be one who can lift America from her fall."
Farrakhan clearly giving a nod to the Nation of Islam Sportsblog's comment to an argumentative and confused reader in a previous thread:
"Obama comes from the womb of a "white devil"...he is as black as christmas snow....you are a sucker, but what else is new. I would think Obama would scare you..he calls for change..and the last thing your people have demonstrated is the desire to change." - argumentative and confused commenter
Sir, there is a brutality in your language which is inspiring.As for growing in a white woman's womb...we find no fault in the Negro Elder Obama finding whatever fertile field could house his seed. Certainly, as is the case with most white woman...the chance to carry the off spring of a Negro was her deepest desire.Here, Here for the birther of Obama achieving her dream.And, Here, Here for Brother Obama achieving the lifetime dream of the African Diaspora.To be crowned king of the country which destroyed a continent....priceless. - NOIS
Certainly, this speech from Minister Farrakhan is the sort of endorsement that Half-Brother Obama has anxiously been awaiting to push his campaign beyond reproach. And, more certainly, his campaign organizers are atwitter at the prospect that the media will be highly publicising this.
We do believe we hear the fat lady warming her vocal chords.
Conspicuously waiting until the most important point in the campaign, the wise and gracious Louis Farrakhan has finally allowed us his insight on the race for the 'White' House.
"This young man is the hope of the entire world that America will change and be made better," Nation of Islam Minister Louis Farrakhan said Sunday, per the AP's write-up. "This young man is capturing audiences of black and brown and red and yellow*. If you look at Barack Obama's audiences and look at the effect of his words, those people are being transformed."
(* notice, no mention of that colorless illusion that we, out of necessity, refer to as 'white')
And, perhaps the greatest complimentary analogy we have ever seen did follow:
Farrakhan compared Obama to the religion's founder, Fard Muhammad, who also had a white mother and black father.
"A black man with a white mother became a savior to us," he told the crowd of mostly followers. "A black man with a white mother could turn out to be one who can lift America from her fall."
Farrakhan clearly giving a nod to the Nation of Islam Sportsblog's comment to an argumentative and confused reader in a previous thread:
"Obama comes from the womb of a "white devil"...he is as black as christmas snow....you are a sucker, but what else is new. I would think Obama would scare you..he calls for change..and the last thing your people have demonstrated is the desire to change." - argumentative and confused commenter
Sir, there is a brutality in your language which is inspiring.As for growing in a white woman's womb...we find no fault in the Negro Elder Obama finding whatever fertile field could house his seed. Certainly, as is the case with most white woman...the chance to carry the off spring of a Negro was her deepest desire.Here, Here for the birther of Obama achieving her dream.And, Here, Here for Brother Obama achieving the lifetime dream of the African Diaspora.To be crowned king of the country which destroyed a continent....priceless. - NOIS
Certainly, this speech from Minister Farrakhan is the sort of endorsement that Half-Brother Obama has anxiously been awaiting to push his campaign beyond reproach. And, more certainly, his campaign organizers are atwitter at the prospect that the media will be highly publicising this.
We do believe we hear the fat lady warming her vocal chords.
Comedy of Fisticuffs: Heavyweight Boxing
How can this be? At one time, they were the bread and butter of the boxing world. The big money, the big draw. The media circus. Capturing our dollars and our imagination.
Heavyweights.
Now, we are relegated to watching marginally in shape ex-Soviets (ok, Klitschko is fit) lean on each other for 12 rounds of 'action' that is about as exciting and interesting as Soviet era heavy machinery production.
Names like Maskaev, Valuev, Liakhovich, and Chagaev. All loosely translated to mean marginally skilled and overly boring.
The days of thunder in the division are as long gone as the Cold War.
How did this happen? How did it come to be that the one time show piece division of the sweet science was stripped down to a show that can be rivalled at a local Golden Gloves competition?
Lennox Lewis was the last great heavyweight. He also may be responsible for single-handedly destroying the division.
Lewis, in addition to his skills, changed the body of the division. At 6-4 and around 250ish pounds, Lewis was a new breed of heavyweight. No longer could 6-1 and 220ish pounds get you to the top of the division.
And with that change, the talent pool greatly changed as well.
It's no secret that the heavyweight division has been the Negro's possession for near 50 years. The occasional great white hype would step up. He'd get knocked out. And business would continue as usual in the heavies.
But Lewis changed the dimension of the division. And in doing so, he changed the talent pool.
In the USA, most young Negroes of Lewis' dimensions are not found in boxing gyms and clubs. They are found on gridirons and hardwood (or concrete, as the case may be).
As a result, we are left with stumbling, unorthodox and inconsequential heavies, a la Klitschko, who are grinding the division into veritable bankruptcy.
If Klitschko is able to rest the remaining belts from the waists of his fellow marginally able cohorts, we can officially write an obituary for heavyweight boxing:
This once proud division; forged in the image of Louis, Ali, Frazier, Norton, Holmes, Tyson, Holyfield and Lewis was smothered under the heavy feet, slow hands and boring minds of a Slavic invasion. Unfortunately, the division is survived by none.
Heavyweights.
Now, we are relegated to watching marginally in shape ex-Soviets (ok, Klitschko is fit) lean on each other for 12 rounds of 'action' that is about as exciting and interesting as Soviet era heavy machinery production.
Names like Maskaev, Valuev, Liakhovich, and Chagaev. All loosely translated to mean marginally skilled and overly boring.
The days of thunder in the division are as long gone as the Cold War.
How did this happen? How did it come to be that the one time show piece division of the sweet science was stripped down to a show that can be rivalled at a local Golden Gloves competition?
Lennox Lewis was the last great heavyweight. He also may be responsible for single-handedly destroying the division.
Lewis, in addition to his skills, changed the body of the division. At 6-4 and around 250ish pounds, Lewis was a new breed of heavyweight. No longer could 6-1 and 220ish pounds get you to the top of the division.
And with that change, the talent pool greatly changed as well.
It's no secret that the heavyweight division has been the Negro's possession for near 50 years. The occasional great white hype would step up. He'd get knocked out. And business would continue as usual in the heavies.
But Lewis changed the dimension of the division. And in doing so, he changed the talent pool.
In the USA, most young Negroes of Lewis' dimensions are not found in boxing gyms and clubs. They are found on gridirons and hardwood (or concrete, as the case may be).
As a result, we are left with stumbling, unorthodox and inconsequential heavies, a la Klitschko, who are grinding the division into veritable bankruptcy.
If Klitschko is able to rest the remaining belts from the waists of his fellow marginally able cohorts, we can officially write an obituary for heavyweight boxing:
This once proud division; forged in the image of Louis, Ali, Frazier, Norton, Holmes, Tyson, Holyfield and Lewis was smothered under the heavy feet, slow hands and boring minds of a Slavic invasion. Unfortunately, the division is survived by none.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Bush Prepares for Turnover
Not sports related, but we felt this was important.
'Go Barry, Go Barry, It's your birthday, Go Barry'
President George Bush is taking an interesting cultural approach as he readies to abandon the White House in January of 2009.
The following picture clearly reveals that Bush believes that the candidate NOIS has been vociferously and feverishly campaigning for, Half-Brother Barack Obama, will be the next inhabitant of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
While we applaud Bush for taking the steps to learn about African culture and protocol to ensure a seamless relinquishment of power as he readies to turn over the keys to the country to Obama; we wonder if he has gone too far?
'Go Barry, Go Barry, It's your birthday, Go Barry'
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Barry Bonds: Negro Balled
As spring training gets in full swing and teams sort through talent to fill their opening day rosters, the owner of the greatest swing the game of baseball has ever known works out. At home. With no team. No contract. No offers. 762 home runs. MVP's galore. Waiting by the phone for the chance to play the game that he loves.
How can this be?
Certainly, the man that holds the single season and career home run records is past his prime. But, not one team is interested in bringing in a left hand hitting DH? Not one?
We've seen players who are past their primes (and players who never really had a prime) offered outlandish contracts almost every year.
It's becomes clearer with each moment that passes that Barry Bonds has been 'blackballed' by the league. There is virtually no talk of interest or opportunity. None.
Yet, as Bonds works on keeping his body in shape and healthy, at least one team (the Astros) has said they would let another all time great who has run into trouble play on their team.
We won't be the ones to beat the mortally wounded equine that is Roger Clemens' PED use into further oblivion, but the double standard in MLB is hard to ignore. How can you ignore something that stands in plain sight and smacks you in the face?
Barry, you have set all the records that matter. You have won enough MVP awards to demonstrate your 'mastery' of the white man's game. It's time to hang up your glove. The owners who have aligned against you have proven that they are not worthy of your presence in their company. Let them be the ones that suffer your absence.
Hang up you jock strap and expose what has been covered up.
Blackballed.
How can this be?
Certainly, the man that holds the single season and career home run records is past his prime. But, not one team is interested in bringing in a left hand hitting DH? Not one?
We've seen players who are past their primes (and players who never really had a prime) offered outlandish contracts almost every year.
It's becomes clearer with each moment that passes that Barry Bonds has been 'blackballed' by the league. There is virtually no talk of interest or opportunity. None.
Yet, as Bonds works on keeping his body in shape and healthy, at least one team (the Astros) has said they would let another all time great who has run into trouble play on their team.
We won't be the ones to beat the mortally wounded equine that is Roger Clemens' PED use into further oblivion, but the double standard in MLB is hard to ignore. How can you ignore something that stands in plain sight and smacks you in the face?
Barry, you have set all the records that matter. You have won enough MVP awards to demonstrate your 'mastery' of the white man's game. It's time to hang up your glove. The owners who have aligned against you have proven that they are not worthy of your presence in their company. Let them be the ones that suffer your absence.
Hang up you jock strap and expose what has been covered up.
Blackballed.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
LSU's Ryan Perrilloux: Unspecified Suspension
The LSU Tigers. National College Football Champions.
Champions thanks to the outstanding SEC Title Game performance of talented Negro QB Ryan Perrilloux.
And, Perrilloux's reward? A suspension.
"LSU quarterback Ryan Perrilloux suspended indefinitely for unspecified team rules violation"
Perrilloux has had a few minor incidents of non-compliance to specified rules in his past. Youthful transgressions that are easily attributeable to being the most sought after high school QB recruit in the country and the window dressing and special treatment lavished upon him in the effort to bring him to LSU. Certainly, it's no surprise that the young man's judgment and perception of things might have been distorted by the process.
But certainly, it doesn't seem fair to now hold him accountable to unspecified rules.
If Young Perrilloux was on some sort of double secret probation, then LSU should announce to us now that that was the case. To simply decide that Perrilloux is now suspended for breaking unspecified rules is an unfair and misguided undertaking.
Certainly, Perilloux showed through his past infractions that he needs to work on his maturity level and learn personal responsibility. No one can question this. But to tell the Young QB that he is now suspended, that he broke 'unspecified' rules?
How can this help Young Perrilloux gain maturity and learn accountability? How can he understand what he has done wrong if it is 'unspecified'?
All this can do is foster the same resentment towards the establishment in Perrilloux that has already been cultivated in an entire generation of Young Negro Males.
Holding Young Perrilloux to 'unspecified' standards is symptomatic of the treatment of Young Negro Males in this society we are imprisoned in today.
Let's specify the 'unspecified' standard America is symbolically forcing on Young Negro Males through LSU's actions against Perrilloux:
Act more like white folk.
It couldn't be more specified.
Champions thanks to the outstanding SEC Title Game performance of talented Negro QB Ryan Perrilloux.
And, Perrilloux's reward? A suspension.
"LSU quarterback Ryan Perrilloux suspended indefinitely for unspecified team rules violation"
Perrilloux has had a few minor incidents of non-compliance to specified rules in his past. Youthful transgressions that are easily attributeable to being the most sought after high school QB recruit in the country and the window dressing and special treatment lavished upon him in the effort to bring him to LSU. Certainly, it's no surprise that the young man's judgment and perception of things might have been distorted by the process.
But certainly, it doesn't seem fair to now hold him accountable to unspecified rules.
If Young Perrilloux was on some sort of double secret probation, then LSU should announce to us now that that was the case. To simply decide that Perrilloux is now suspended for breaking unspecified rules is an unfair and misguided undertaking.
Certainly, Perilloux showed through his past infractions that he needs to work on his maturity level and learn personal responsibility. No one can question this. But to tell the Young QB that he is now suspended, that he broke 'unspecified' rules?
How can this help Young Perrilloux gain maturity and learn accountability? How can he understand what he has done wrong if it is 'unspecified'?
All this can do is foster the same resentment towards the establishment in Perrilloux that has already been cultivated in an entire generation of Young Negro Males.
Holding Young Perrilloux to 'unspecified' standards is symptomatic of the treatment of Young Negro Males in this society we are imprisoned in today.
Let's specify the 'unspecified' standard America is symbolically forcing on Young Negro Males through LSU's actions against Perrilloux:
Act more like white folk.
It couldn't be more specified.
Andy Pettitte: Serpent Tongued He-Devil
As the mainstream media continues the kid gloved handling of the assumed chemically enhanced career of Roger Clemens; Andy Pettitte (Clemens co-cheater and best friend) assaults us with an attempt to distract us from the reality of the situation.
In a steroid/hGH induced version of 'good cop, bad cop', Clemens continues his denials and offensive defense of his 'innocense'. At the same time, Pettite crawls out before the media to provide a self gratifying and distractory mea culpa in which he apologizes for breaking the law and cheating. Begging forgiveness for disgracing the game and his team, offending his fans, and dragging his father (who helped him obtain a scheduled drug) into the sordid affair. Pettitte comes across as contrite and honest.
Someone nominate this man for an Oscar.
Pettitte's attempt to distract us and take the headlines from Clemens is possibly the most transparent ploy we have witnessed. As Pettitte throws himself under the bus and somehow backs it up over and over again across his own hGH laden carcass; the media is letting Clemens get away with the sports equivalent of murder. The intentional and pre-planned assassination of a generation of fans' memories and thrills of the national past time.
The media did it's job in the case of the home run record setter. The posse gathered and strung their rope. Lynching him on circumstantial evidence and heresay. But now, when the culprit is a pitcher (read: white), the tactics have changed.
When the home run hitter's friend wouldn't actively implicate him, the friend was tossed in jail. The media implied that he must be getting some sort of financial reward to keep his mouth shut. That the home run hitter's accomplishments should be expunged from the record books.
Now, the pitcher's friend stands before us, humbled and remorseful. Wanting to cleanse his soul so that he can "sleep better at night" by detailing his sins and clearing his conscience. Open and honest. Even asking reporters, "did I answer your question", numerous times.
But let the line of questioning cross the threshold of the conspiracy's inner most evil, and suddenly the open and honest penance seeker is loathe to continue. Yes, ask him that question that truly matters, and the response and tenor of the conversation change on a dime, "I am not going there."
Mr. Pettitte, despite your carefully crafted plea for forgiveness and imitation of honest undressing of your inner demons, we as a sports Nation cannot (and will not) allow you the comfort of a restful night's sleep. We pray that your conscience continue to provide you with a heavy, heavy burden. That each time you close your eyes, or so much as blink, they burn. By the Great Power may your eyes roast in the fires of infidelity.
Until the time you can find it within your soul to embark on the righteous course, you shall be a pariah of the sports Nation.
Only on that day in which you confide in the sporting public the righteous truth; that YES, your friend Roger Clemens injected into the body our maker did provide him synthetic hormones in an effort to extend his talent, career and legacy. Only on that day shall you be free of the loathesome weight you carry around your neck. Only on that day shall the eyes of the sports Nation gaze upon you again.
Your attempts to shine the spotlight on your own sins so as to allow your pitcher friend to scurry in the shadows like a rat in a dark alley shall be your ticket to damnation.
And may all the accusers of the home run hitter be there with you should they not demand the placement of an asterisk next to those 300+ wins.
In a steroid/hGH induced version of 'good cop, bad cop', Clemens continues his denials and offensive defense of his 'innocense'. At the same time, Pettite crawls out before the media to provide a self gratifying and distractory mea culpa in which he apologizes for breaking the law and cheating. Begging forgiveness for disgracing the game and his team, offending his fans, and dragging his father (who helped him obtain a scheduled drug) into the sordid affair. Pettitte comes across as contrite and honest.
Someone nominate this man for an Oscar.
Pettitte's attempt to distract us and take the headlines from Clemens is possibly the most transparent ploy we have witnessed. As Pettitte throws himself under the bus and somehow backs it up over and over again across his own hGH laden carcass; the media is letting Clemens get away with the sports equivalent of murder. The intentional and pre-planned assassination of a generation of fans' memories and thrills of the national past time.
The media did it's job in the case of the home run record setter. The posse gathered and strung their rope. Lynching him on circumstantial evidence and heresay. But now, when the culprit is a pitcher (read: white), the tactics have changed.
When the home run hitter's friend wouldn't actively implicate him, the friend was tossed in jail. The media implied that he must be getting some sort of financial reward to keep his mouth shut. That the home run hitter's accomplishments should be expunged from the record books.
Now, the pitcher's friend stands before us, humbled and remorseful. Wanting to cleanse his soul so that he can "sleep better at night" by detailing his sins and clearing his conscience. Open and honest. Even asking reporters, "did I answer your question", numerous times.
But let the line of questioning cross the threshold of the conspiracy's inner most evil, and suddenly the open and honest penance seeker is loathe to continue. Yes, ask him that question that truly matters, and the response and tenor of the conversation change on a dime, "I am not going there."
Mr. Pettitte, despite your carefully crafted plea for forgiveness and imitation of honest undressing of your inner demons, we as a sports Nation cannot (and will not) allow you the comfort of a restful night's sleep. We pray that your conscience continue to provide you with a heavy, heavy burden. That each time you close your eyes, or so much as blink, they burn. By the Great Power may your eyes roast in the fires of infidelity.
Until the time you can find it within your soul to embark on the righteous course, you shall be a pariah of the sports Nation.
Only on that day in which you confide in the sporting public the righteous truth; that YES, your friend Roger Clemens injected into the body our maker did provide him synthetic hormones in an effort to extend his talent, career and legacy. Only on that day shall you be free of the loathesome weight you carry around your neck. Only on that day shall the eyes of the sports Nation gaze upon you again.
Your attempts to shine the spotlight on your own sins so as to allow your pitcher friend to scurry in the shadows like a rat in a dark alley shall be your ticket to damnation.
And may all the accusers of the home run hitter be there with you should they not demand the placement of an asterisk next to those 300+ wins.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Brady Quinn: Jilted?
News out of Columbus, OH:
"Brady Quinn was part of a group of men shouting insults at gay passers-by outside a Columbus bar early on New Year's Day, according to a 9-1-1 call made to police. "
"The Mexican restaurant is next door to the Union Cafe Bar + Food, one of Columbus' most popular gay bars in the gay-friendly Short North neighborhood."
It wasn't clear in the article if the Browns' benchwarming first round pick was angry at being denied entry into the gay bar, or was just trolling the neighborhood looking for dates.
"Brady Quinn was part of a group of men shouting insults at gay passers-by outside a Columbus bar early on New Year's Day, according to a 9-1-1 call made to police. "
"The Mexican restaurant is next door to the Union Cafe Bar + Food, one of Columbus' most popular gay bars in the gay-friendly Short North neighborhood."
It wasn't clear in the article if the Browns' benchwarming first round pick was angry at being denied entry into the gay bar, or was just trolling the neighborhood looking for dates.
Of Roger Clemens and John Rocker...
Just a quick note:
As the Roger Clemens debacle plays out before Congress, and the media gently handles the overwhelming evidence and testimony demonstrating that the pride of white America's baseball has synthetic hormones running through his blood...John Rocker screams for attention.
While it becomes clearer and clearer that Clemens is a cheater of the most heinous nature, John Rocker stands on a chair demanding that you listen to him.
While white 'columnist' are loathe to demand asterisks next to his accomplishments, despite the evidence being far more damning than that of other record setters the lynch mob has demonized....John Rocker has a confession to make.
Feeling left out. Rocker, despite denying it in the past, is now confessing to being a cheat.
While we doubt Rocker ever used any drugs of this nature (let's face it, the man can not be accused of ever having played with an enhanced performance), we admire his PR effort.
Any press is good press. And Rocker is on the radio and in print.
This whole steroid thing could lead to an entire generation of irrelevent and unnecessary 'confessions'.
Who will be next in the quest to be a lead story on SportsCenter?
And, why is anyone even pretending that there is a chance Clemens isn't a juice monkey?
Barry got no benefit of the doubt, with far less evidence against him.
It's time for the columnist to demand that the Cy Youngs be turned back in. That an asterisk be placed next to the wins and the strikeouts.
Fair is fair.
Unless it's foul.
As the Roger Clemens debacle plays out before Congress, and the media gently handles the overwhelming evidence and testimony demonstrating that the pride of white America's baseball has synthetic hormones running through his blood...John Rocker screams for attention.
While it becomes clearer and clearer that Clemens is a cheater of the most heinous nature, John Rocker stands on a chair demanding that you listen to him.
While white 'columnist' are loathe to demand asterisks next to his accomplishments, despite the evidence being far more damning than that of other record setters the lynch mob has demonized....John Rocker has a confession to make.
Feeling left out. Rocker, despite denying it in the past, is now confessing to being a cheat.
While we doubt Rocker ever used any drugs of this nature (let's face it, the man can not be accused of ever having played with an enhanced performance), we admire his PR effort.
Any press is good press. And Rocker is on the radio and in print.
This whole steroid thing could lead to an entire generation of irrelevent and unnecessary 'confessions'.
Who will be next in the quest to be a lead story on SportsCenter?
And, why is anyone even pretending that there is a chance Clemens isn't a juice monkey?
Barry got no benefit of the doubt, with far less evidence against him.
It's time for the columnist to demand that the Cy Youngs be turned back in. That an asterisk be placed next to the wins and the strikeouts.
Fair is fair.
Unless it's foul.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Dearest Blogfrica....
We take a moment from our non-stop, never ending Jihad to spread political freedom and righteousness throughout this African rooted nation called America.
The long while we have not posted, we have not been absent.
Rather, we have been the Mujihadeen in the effort to combat the evil white female devil trying to destroy the annointed ambitions and callings of Brother Obama.
The campaign trail has wreaked havoc on our blogging righteousness, but trust that we have not been so far removed that we still don't fully have our collective dark finger on the pulse (dead tho it might be) of the sports world.
Righteousness is omniscient. And, skeptics tho some might be, who is more righteous?
As we have travelled this expansive land of African roots, enlightening the disenfranchised and securing the following necessary to blockade the November polls from the dubious intentions of the skirt wearing white devil that would pretend to possess the abilities and rightousness to better lead us than Brother Obama; we take delight in relaying that the majority of this nation is supportive.
The majority of this country has seen the devil in a dress and says, "Caste ye to the bowels of antiquity, Devil (white), we as a people have had enough of your poison tears and sickle like tongue."
Be assured, we heard that voiced from the mouths of Negroes, Latinos and crackers (even the female sort) alike!
So, while Blogfrica suffers from our absence:
America rejoices at our presence.
The mission is almost complete. Our faith in righteous calling fully realized.
Dear Brothers and Sisters of Blogfrica, your righteous voice here at NOIS is fully creating a new America as you read this.
Rest well tonight.
And know that while the Deadspins and KSK's of the world are entertaining you with their take on the sports world.....
The NOIS of the world is making the World (and the sports world) a better place.
Remember:
If it is to the poll that you go, be sure to vote Negro.
You owe us that, whitey.
(ed. Duke fans, rejoice in your evil 'victory'. Coach KKK prepared his troops thoroughly and certainly his defensive tactics were sound......against UNC's third and fourth string PGs.)
The long while we have not posted, we have not been absent.
Rather, we have been the Mujihadeen in the effort to combat the evil white female devil trying to destroy the annointed ambitions and callings of Brother Obama.
The campaign trail has wreaked havoc on our blogging righteousness, but trust that we have not been so far removed that we still don't fully have our collective dark finger on the pulse (dead tho it might be) of the sports world.
Righteousness is omniscient. And, skeptics tho some might be, who is more righteous?
As we have travelled this expansive land of African roots, enlightening the disenfranchised and securing the following necessary to blockade the November polls from the dubious intentions of the skirt wearing white devil that would pretend to possess the abilities and rightousness to better lead us than Brother Obama; we take delight in relaying that the majority of this nation is supportive.
The majority of this country has seen the devil in a dress and says, "Caste ye to the bowels of antiquity, Devil (white), we as a people have had enough of your poison tears and sickle like tongue."
Be assured, we heard that voiced from the mouths of Negroes, Latinos and crackers (even the female sort) alike!
So, while Blogfrica suffers from our absence:
America rejoices at our presence.
The mission is almost complete. Our faith in righteous calling fully realized.
Dear Brothers and Sisters of Blogfrica, your righteous voice here at NOIS is fully creating a new America as you read this.
Rest well tonight.
And know that while the Deadspins and KSK's of the world are entertaining you with their take on the sports world.....
The NOIS of the world is making the World (and the sports world) a better place.
Remember:
If it is to the poll that you go, be sure to vote Negro.
You owe us that, whitey.
(ed. Duke fans, rejoice in your evil 'victory'. Coach KKK prepared his troops thoroughly and certainly his defensive tactics were sound......against UNC's third and fourth string PGs.)
Monday, December 31, 2007
NFL Coach of the Year: The Quest for Perfection is the Key
Bill Belichik.
Three Super Bowl rings as a head coach. Adulation as perhaps an all time great.
This year, blessed with an owner willing to go out and get the cream of the crop in the free agent market, perhaps his most remarkable coaching job.
There is no debating that the Pats are extremely talented. There is no debating that they are blessed with experience and a championship aura.
But, there is also no debating that balancing all the egos and getting everyone to perform as one unit is the type of thing that only a COY calibre performance could provide.
This team is reminiscent of Phil Jackson's Jordan led Bulls and Shaq led Lakers. To the untrained eye, anyone could led them to victory. To those in the know, only a genius could get them there.
With that in mind, we at NOIS convey the 2007 NFL Coach of the Year Award to.......
Romeo Crennel.
Blessed with a fraction of the talent on his roster, an organization that epitomized losing and located in a city that embraces the 'epitomization' of losing: somehow Crennel overcame and marshalled his team to double digit victories this season.
If Belichik is a genius in his ability to get all those egos attached to first flight talent to work toward the goals of the team, then what is the man that can get performance from egos that are just as inflated but are attached to second rate ability?
Perhaps Crennel's most important move this season was something he didn't do.
Certainly, Romeo faced internal and external pressure to put dashing young dandy Brady Quinn under center. But, rather than torture Cleveland fans (and football fans in general) with Quinn's ambiguous presence, Crennel turned Derek Anderson into a legitimate NFL starter.
And, after a 10-6 season, Anderson's success certainly clowds the picture of Quin:n's future in the city by the lake.
For prodding his young charges to 10 victories, and simultaneously casting doubt on Brady Quinn's being a starter in the NFL:
We crown Romeo Crennel as the King of Coaches for this season.
Three Super Bowl rings as a head coach. Adulation as perhaps an all time great.
This year, blessed with an owner willing to go out and get the cream of the crop in the free agent market, perhaps his most remarkable coaching job.
There is no debating that the Pats are extremely talented. There is no debating that they are blessed with experience and a championship aura.
But, there is also no debating that balancing all the egos and getting everyone to perform as one unit is the type of thing that only a COY calibre performance could provide.
This team is reminiscent of Phil Jackson's Jordan led Bulls and Shaq led Lakers. To the untrained eye, anyone could led them to victory. To those in the know, only a genius could get them there.
With that in mind, we at NOIS convey the 2007 NFL Coach of the Year Award to.......
Romeo Crennel.
Blessed with a fraction of the talent on his roster, an organization that epitomized losing and located in a city that embraces the 'epitomization' of losing: somehow Crennel overcame and marshalled his team to double digit victories this season.
If Belichik is a genius in his ability to get all those egos attached to first flight talent to work toward the goals of the team, then what is the man that can get performance from egos that are just as inflated but are attached to second rate ability?
Perhaps Crennel's most important move this season was something he didn't do.
Certainly, Romeo faced internal and external pressure to put dashing young dandy Brady Quinn under center. But, rather than torture Cleveland fans (and football fans in general) with Quinn's ambiguous presence, Crennel turned Derek Anderson into a legitimate NFL starter.
And, after a 10-6 season, Anderson's success certainly clowds the picture of Quin:n's future in the city by the lake.
For prodding his young charges to 10 victories, and simultaneously casting doubt on Brady Quinn's being a starter in the NFL:
We crown Romeo Crennel as the King of Coaches for this season.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
The College Football Coach of The Year
Mark Mangino of Kansas led the Jayhawks to an historic season. To our knowledge (actually, we don't have much knowledge of Kansas football...who really cares about it?), the best in their history.
During a season in which the Big 12 saw their top two spots (up until the end of the season) occupied by traditional doormats, Mangino navigated a modest schedule to put his team in position to play for not just the Big 12 title, but the national title.
A non-conference schedule of Central Michigan, Southeastern Louisiana, Toledo and Florida International got the Jayhawks off to a rousing start. Four straight home wins against four straight cream puffs.
But, in reality, KU scheduled with the Big 12 in mind.
The non-conference poo-poo platter certainly mirrored what lay in wait on their Big 12 schedule. Baylor, Colorado, Iowa State, a morbid Nebraska, a distracted A&M and Oklahoma State. No Oklahoma or Texas.
And, one big game. Missouri. A loss. Fortunately for KU, that game was at the end of the season. If it had been scheduled earlier, or right after KU was done wiping off the stench of the non-conference skunk spray; no one would have even bothered mentioning them for most of the season.
We certainly wouldn't be watching them head to a BCS bowl after finishing SECOND in their own division.
And we wouldn't be watching Mangino wrap his mortadello smelling fingers around a coach of the year plaque.
Instead, we'd be praising the job Sylvester Croom did at Mississippi State.
Faced with challenges in recruiting, budget, facilities and the challenge of being located in Mississippi; Croom led the Bulldogs to a winning season playing in the SEC. The SEC, if you don't know, is trumpeted by the media as the best and most difficult conference in the country.
Victories over Auburn, Alabama and Kentucky certainly trump any wins that Mangino managed in the Big 12. And a non-conference schedule that included uber-talented West Virginia certainly demonstrated MSU's desire to compete against the best college football has to offer. Unlike KU, which is more than happy to run off to a BCS bowl payday after losing to the only team of substance on their otherwise insulting schedule.
By honoring Mangino as the coach of the year, the media is signing off on a philosophy of avoiding challenges. Of avoiding competition.
Yes, we know. College sports are about making money. But, at some level, they are about overcoming challenges and facing competition head on. About being taught that taking the easy way out isn't the preferred avenue.
Bestowing coach of the year honors on Mangino and his half-stepping program is to condone all that is wrong with college football. To affirm Mangino as coach of the year is to accept mediocrity.
We at NOIS can not accept mediocrity. Neither in ourselves, nor in in our coach of the year.
One of the arguments made in the debate about the Heisman winner was that Tim Tebow played in the SEC. His accomplishments came against the best of the best, making them all the more impressive. We heard questions about the schedules faced by fellow finalists Chase Daniel and Colt Brennan. Sure, they had great years, but who was on the other side of the ball.
Then, we watched Sylvester Croom take on a monstrous SEC schedule armed with the recruiting crumbs left after the big boys were done feasting and an infrastructure still in disarray after probation. And we don't collectively acknowledge that what he accomplished took far more leadership, planning and downright coaching than running off 11 straight wins over the Hapless Techs and No Talent States of the college football world?
Clearly, some things just don't change.
A Negro doing a white man's job in the Deep South, and doing it well, is just too threatening in this country to give him his just desserts.
Even the SEC knew that it couldn't deny Croom their coach of the year nod and keep any semblance of credibility.
So, as Mangino dines on bracioline ripiene alla Siciliana and gazes over at his coach of the year award:
Know that the collards and fried chicken on Brother Sly's table taste extra good today.
We know it.
He knows it.
Coach of the Year.
During a season in which the Big 12 saw their top two spots (up until the end of the season) occupied by traditional doormats, Mangino navigated a modest schedule to put his team in position to play for not just the Big 12 title, but the national title.
A non-conference schedule of Central Michigan, Southeastern Louisiana, Toledo and Florida International got the Jayhawks off to a rousing start. Four straight home wins against four straight cream puffs.
But, in reality, KU scheduled with the Big 12 in mind.
The non-conference poo-poo platter certainly mirrored what lay in wait on their Big 12 schedule. Baylor, Colorado, Iowa State, a morbid Nebraska, a distracted A&M and Oklahoma State. No Oklahoma or Texas.
And, one big game. Missouri. A loss. Fortunately for KU, that game was at the end of the season. If it had been scheduled earlier, or right after KU was done wiping off the stench of the non-conference skunk spray; no one would have even bothered mentioning them for most of the season.
We certainly wouldn't be watching them head to a BCS bowl after finishing SECOND in their own division.
And we wouldn't be watching Mangino wrap his mortadello smelling fingers around a coach of the year plaque.
Instead, we'd be praising the job Sylvester Croom did at Mississippi State.
Faced with challenges in recruiting, budget, facilities and the challenge of being located in Mississippi; Croom led the Bulldogs to a winning season playing in the SEC. The SEC, if you don't know, is trumpeted by the media as the best and most difficult conference in the country.
Victories over Auburn, Alabama and Kentucky certainly trump any wins that Mangino managed in the Big 12. And a non-conference schedule that included uber-talented West Virginia certainly demonstrated MSU's desire to compete against the best college football has to offer. Unlike KU, which is more than happy to run off to a BCS bowl payday after losing to the only team of substance on their otherwise insulting schedule.
By honoring Mangino as the coach of the year, the media is signing off on a philosophy of avoiding challenges. Of avoiding competition.
Yes, we know. College sports are about making money. But, at some level, they are about overcoming challenges and facing competition head on. About being taught that taking the easy way out isn't the preferred avenue.
Bestowing coach of the year honors on Mangino and his half-stepping program is to condone all that is wrong with college football. To affirm Mangino as coach of the year is to accept mediocrity.
We at NOIS can not accept mediocrity. Neither in ourselves, nor in in our coach of the year.
One of the arguments made in the debate about the Heisman winner was that Tim Tebow played in the SEC. His accomplishments came against the best of the best, making them all the more impressive. We heard questions about the schedules faced by fellow finalists Chase Daniel and Colt Brennan. Sure, they had great years, but who was on the other side of the ball.
Then, we watched Sylvester Croom take on a monstrous SEC schedule armed with the recruiting crumbs left after the big boys were done feasting and an infrastructure still in disarray after probation. And we don't collectively acknowledge that what he accomplished took far more leadership, planning and downright coaching than running off 11 straight wins over the Hapless Techs and No Talent States of the college football world?
Clearly, some things just don't change.
A Negro doing a white man's job in the Deep South, and doing it well, is just too threatening in this country to give him his just desserts.
Even the SEC knew that it couldn't deny Croom their coach of the year nod and keep any semblance of credibility.
So, as Mangino dines on bracioline ripiene alla Siciliana and gazes over at his coach of the year award:
Know that the collards and fried chicken on Brother Sly's table taste extra good today.
We know it.
He knows it.
Coach of the Year.
Monday, December 17, 2007
NFL Fines Players For Supporting Embattled Friend
This from ProFootballTalk.com:
"Roddy White, Alge Crumpler, DeAngelo Hall, and Chris Houston were all fined $10,000.
Joe Horn also was fined $7,500 for pulling up White's jersey to reveal his "Free Mike Vick" T-shirt."
The league levied the fines under the auspices of the shirts being a violation of the league's uniform policy. Despite the fact that White's t-shirt was UNDER his uniform jersey. And the league doubled the usual fine for uniform violations. Horn was fined and he apparently wasn't even wearing one of the t-shirts.
Normally, we'd support team mates showing some support for an embattled friend. A fellow gladiator. A mistreated and seemingly purposely misunderstood and misrepresented Negro. Normally.
However, we believe that each of these players should sit out a game. Forfeit a game check.
All of these players have foolishly, though altruistically, played into the hands of the league rulers and the attempt to further demonize Vick.
Certainly, the players watched not long ago as Redskin players wore tribute t-shirts under their game jerseys for Sean Taylor. And, just as certainly, the Falcon players assumed that since the Redskins were not in violation of the uniform policy (they weren't fined) for wearing the t-shirts under the game jerseys; there would be no issue if they did it as well.
The foolishness in all this was that the Falcon players thought for a moment that the NFL Czar of Discipline and Behavior might not expound his traditional arbitrary application of policy and rule. And for somehow forgetting who they were memorializing, the Falcon players should march into their GM's office and let him know that they will not be playing in next week's game as a self imposed penance for their foolishness in believing that the Czar would allow them to memorialize the 'dead' player on their team.
What was supposed to be an act to show Vick that he was not forgotten. That he was still in the hearts of his team mates. That, despite the fact that he was locked up in a money making prison, his spirit and soul were still free. That act of brotherly solidarity and compassion for Vick's well being is now turned into a negative by the NFL's PR machinery.
Instead of it being the unifying and rehabilitative message that it was meant to be, the NFL turned it into some sort of forbidden phantom violation. What was meant to generate positive media representation that might get back to the incarcerated Vick was run through the NFL ringers.
And what got back to Vick (from the NFL) is clear:
You are dead to us.
'Free Mike Vick'?
No.
Mike Vick has been in chains from the first day he put on shoulder pads.
And this well intentioned, though poorly thought out maneuvre by the Falcon players only further tightened the shackles around their own wrists.
"Roddy White, Alge Crumpler, DeAngelo Hall, and Chris Houston were all fined $10,000.
Joe Horn also was fined $7,500 for pulling up White's jersey to reveal his "Free Mike Vick" T-shirt."
The league levied the fines under the auspices of the shirts being a violation of the league's uniform policy. Despite the fact that White's t-shirt was UNDER his uniform jersey. And the league doubled the usual fine for uniform violations. Horn was fined and he apparently wasn't even wearing one of the t-shirts.
Normally, we'd support team mates showing some support for an embattled friend. A fellow gladiator. A mistreated and seemingly purposely misunderstood and misrepresented Negro. Normally.
However, we believe that each of these players should sit out a game. Forfeit a game check.
All of these players have foolishly, though altruistically, played into the hands of the league rulers and the attempt to further demonize Vick.
Certainly, the players watched not long ago as Redskin players wore tribute t-shirts under their game jerseys for Sean Taylor. And, just as certainly, the Falcon players assumed that since the Redskins were not in violation of the uniform policy (they weren't fined) for wearing the t-shirts under the game jerseys; there would be no issue if they did it as well.
The foolishness in all this was that the Falcon players thought for a moment that the NFL Czar of Discipline and Behavior might not expound his traditional arbitrary application of policy and rule. And for somehow forgetting who they were memorializing, the Falcon players should march into their GM's office and let him know that they will not be playing in next week's game as a self imposed penance for their foolishness in believing that the Czar would allow them to memorialize the 'dead' player on their team.
What was supposed to be an act to show Vick that he was not forgotten. That he was still in the hearts of his team mates. That, despite the fact that he was locked up in a money making prison, his spirit and soul were still free. That act of brotherly solidarity and compassion for Vick's well being is now turned into a negative by the NFL's PR machinery.
Instead of it being the unifying and rehabilitative message that it was meant to be, the NFL turned it into some sort of forbidden phantom violation. What was meant to generate positive media representation that might get back to the incarcerated Vick was run through the NFL ringers.
And what got back to Vick (from the NFL) is clear:
You are dead to us.
'Free Mike Vick'?
No.
Mike Vick has been in chains from the first day he put on shoulder pads.
And this well intentioned, though poorly thought out maneuvre by the Falcon players only further tightened the shackles around their own wrists.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Bobby Petrino: DeAngelo Hall and Alge Crumpler were right
Bobby Petrino.
The equivalent of the promiscuous girl of the coaching world. Always ready to listen to an offer. Often willing to put out. Quick to leave the groom standing at the altar.
Or in this case, cheat on the honey moon.
Petrino's stay in the ATL has been tainted almost from the start. He was unable to give tremendous, but wayward, QB Michael Vick the type of guidance a young man under considerable pressure could expect from a seasoned head coach/mentor. And quickly things fell apart.
Clearly, Vick didn't receive good advice from the organization and ended up responding to the early accusations with a dubious denial. Obviously, a caring and nurturing infrastructure would have given him the proper counsel necessary to take responsibility from the get go. Only after things spun out of control and Vick was able to separate himself from the organization did he come clean and accept responsibility.
So, the reality is that much of the distress caused by the Vick situation was a product of Petrino's botched leadership.
Certainly, Vick's team mates recognized this, and it compromised Petrino's ability to effectively be the man in charge of the team.
Early in the season, DeAngelo Hall and Alge Crumpler received some negative press for openly wondering about Petrino's ability to lead an NFL team. For challenging Petrino's demands that the team buy into his system, but not providing any real leadership for the team.
The media seemed to enjoy painting Hall and Crumpler as out of line or disgruntled primadonas.
Well, vindication is sweet. And Hall and Crumpler were correct all along. Petrino gave up long ago and went through 3/4 of a season as a charade. Certainly he wasn't wooed by Arkansas between the Monday night game and the Tuesday announcement.
And, just as certainly, Hall and Crumpler's instinctual questioning of the validity and sincerity of Petrino and his 'system' was spot on the money. Petrino's 'system' was an empty shell that couldn't fool real NFL players. His leadership was a corrupt and cowardly masquerade.
And Hall and Crumpler should be commended for having the awareness, commitment and esprit de corps to put the teams needs ahead of their own and question the rotten smell emanating from the coach's office.
In this day and age of selfish players with agendas, it is refreshing to be able to look back on this and unequivocally state the players were one hundred percent correct and that the media owes them an apology.
Certainly this isn't the first time that a group of Negroes sensed and spoke out about the white man in the corner office using them for his personal gain. It just happens to be one of the times the media can't hide it.
The equivalent of the promiscuous girl of the coaching world. Always ready to listen to an offer. Often willing to put out. Quick to leave the groom standing at the altar.
Or in this case, cheat on the honey moon.
Petrino's stay in the ATL has been tainted almost from the start. He was unable to give tremendous, but wayward, QB Michael Vick the type of guidance a young man under considerable pressure could expect from a seasoned head coach/mentor. And quickly things fell apart.
Clearly, Vick didn't receive good advice from the organization and ended up responding to the early accusations with a dubious denial. Obviously, a caring and nurturing infrastructure would have given him the proper counsel necessary to take responsibility from the get go. Only after things spun out of control and Vick was able to separate himself from the organization did he come clean and accept responsibility.
So, the reality is that much of the distress caused by the Vick situation was a product of Petrino's botched leadership.
Certainly, Vick's team mates recognized this, and it compromised Petrino's ability to effectively be the man in charge of the team.
Early in the season, DeAngelo Hall and Alge Crumpler received some negative press for openly wondering about Petrino's ability to lead an NFL team. For challenging Petrino's demands that the team buy into his system, but not providing any real leadership for the team.
The media seemed to enjoy painting Hall and Crumpler as out of line or disgruntled primadonas.
Well, vindication is sweet. And Hall and Crumpler were correct all along. Petrino gave up long ago and went through 3/4 of a season as a charade. Certainly he wasn't wooed by Arkansas between the Monday night game and the Tuesday announcement.
And, just as certainly, Hall and Crumpler's instinctual questioning of the validity and sincerity of Petrino and his 'system' was spot on the money. Petrino's 'system' was an empty shell that couldn't fool real NFL players. His leadership was a corrupt and cowardly masquerade.
And Hall and Crumpler should be commended for having the awareness, commitment and esprit de corps to put the teams needs ahead of their own and question the rotten smell emanating from the coach's office.
In this day and age of selfish players with agendas, it is refreshing to be able to look back on this and unequivocally state the players were one hundred percent correct and that the media owes them an apology.
Certainly this isn't the first time that a group of Negroes sensed and spoke out about the white man in the corner office using them for his personal gain. It just happens to be one of the times the media can't hide it.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Apologies
We are sorry that we haven't put up a new post in a few days. Have had some connectivity issues that our corporate IT has finally resolved.
We will resume our righteous posting in the AM.
For those of you that sent email calling us lazy n-words for not posting for several days; apologies.
We had no idea that there was actually a hard core circle of you that thrive on hating on our daily posts.
You make us feel special and vital.
We will resume our righteous posting in the AM.
For those of you that sent email calling us lazy n-words for not posting for several days; apologies.
We had no idea that there was actually a hard core circle of you that thrive on hating on our daily posts.
You make us feel special and vital.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Out T-bow'ing Tebow
The argument for Tim Tebow winning the Heisman goes, 'no QB has ever put up stats like his, therefore he is the most outstanding player this year.'
And, honestly it's tough to argue that. Stats like Tebow's DO deserve Heisman consideration. In fact, we would even go so far as to agree: Stats like Tebow's from a QB deserve the Heisman.
3360 yards and 23 TD's passing.
1008 yards and 17 TD's rushing.
Yup. Hard to argue 3000+ yards passing and 1000+ yards rushing not being Heisman worthy. We aren't inclined to fact check, but (unless told differently) we assume that this has never been done before.
When you put the numbers on the table, we can all agree. Numbers like these and doing something that has never been done before deserve the Heisman.
Case closed. And, since Tebow/Florida fans made the case based on stats and historic achievement, we are sure that they won't have any argument with the verdict:
Central Michigan's Dan LeFevour deserves the Heisman. The stats listed are his.
Sure, Tebow scored a few more TD's. But, LeFevour played on a team that actually had other players score touchdowns.
LeFevour's 17 rushing TD's only accounted for 50% of his teams TD's on the ground. CMU actually had a RUNNING BACK with double digit TD's.
For those that argue that CMU played in their conference championship game (giving an extra game for stats); we say that Florida had the chance to do that, if Tebow had led them to it. The point is moot anyway as LeFevour had 39 fewer rushes than Tebow for the season, regardless.
Some will argue that playing in the SEC should give Tebow an advantage in the voting.
We agree that playing in the SEC for Florida does give Tebow an advantage. An advantage in being surrounded by blue chip talented team mates who ensure that the opposition can't disregard the rest of the team when game planning.
Lefevour does not have that luxury. He is a one man team. A one man wrecking squad doing things that NO college quarterback has EVER done before.
And, the ultimate guru of system QB'ing -June Jones- has NEVER labelled LeFevour a 'system' QB.
If anyone knows a system quarterback, it's Coach Jones.
And if anyone deserves the Heisman for putting together a never before seen season by a quarterback, it's Dan LeFevour.
Gator fans, you had it dead on:
The QB who passed and ran for more yardage than anyone ever has and scored a ridiculous amount of TD's deserves the Heisman.
We ALL agree.
And, honestly it's tough to argue that. Stats like Tebow's DO deserve Heisman consideration. In fact, we would even go so far as to agree: Stats like Tebow's from a QB deserve the Heisman.
3360 yards and 23 TD's passing.
1008 yards and 17 TD's rushing.
Yup. Hard to argue 3000+ yards passing and 1000+ yards rushing not being Heisman worthy. We aren't inclined to fact check, but (unless told differently) we assume that this has never been done before.
When you put the numbers on the table, we can all agree. Numbers like these and doing something that has never been done before deserve the Heisman.
Case closed. And, since Tebow/Florida fans made the case based on stats and historic achievement, we are sure that they won't have any argument with the verdict:
Central Michigan's Dan LeFevour deserves the Heisman. The stats listed are his.
Sure, Tebow scored a few more TD's. But, LeFevour played on a team that actually had other players score touchdowns.
LeFevour's 17 rushing TD's only accounted for 50% of his teams TD's on the ground. CMU actually had a RUNNING BACK with double digit TD's.
For those that argue that CMU played in their conference championship game (giving an extra game for stats); we say that Florida had the chance to do that, if Tebow had led them to it. The point is moot anyway as LeFevour had 39 fewer rushes than Tebow for the season, regardless.
Some will argue that playing in the SEC should give Tebow an advantage in the voting.
We agree that playing in the SEC for Florida does give Tebow an advantage. An advantage in being surrounded by blue chip talented team mates who ensure that the opposition can't disregard the rest of the team when game planning.
Lefevour does not have that luxury. He is a one man team. A one man wrecking squad doing things that NO college quarterback has EVER done before.
And, the ultimate guru of system QB'ing -June Jones- has NEVER labelled LeFevour a 'system' QB.
If anyone knows a system quarterback, it's Coach Jones.
And if anyone deserves the Heisman for putting together a never before seen season by a quarterback, it's Dan LeFevour.
Gator fans, you had it dead on:
The QB who passed and ran for more yardage than anyone ever has and scored a ridiculous amount of TD's deserves the Heisman.
We ALL agree.
Referee in Ravens-Patriots Game Insults Player
Samari Rolle is a respected player and man in the NFL. Unfortunately during the course of MNF's Ravens-Patriots game, Rolle was subjected to not just the indignity of botched calls and phantom time outs which led to the salvaging of the Patriots tarnished quest to finish out an undefeated season (in good conscience, we can't call it 'perfect'...that would mean turning our backs on the Patriots early season cheating), Rolle was also verbally harassed by a referee.
"The refs called me a boy. No. 110 called me a boy," Rolle said in the locker room after the game. "I will be calling my agent in the morning and sending my complaint. I have a wife and three kids. Don't call me a boy. Don't call me a boy on the field during a game because I said, 'You've never played football before.' "
Of course, the usage of the term 'boy' in referring to an adult Negro male by a white* male is meant to be as disrespectful and degrading as using the N-word. It is designed to figuratively castrate the adult Negro male and reinforce the notion of being powerless. Of being an impotent slave.
We certainly hope the NFL will look closely into this circumstance and come down with swift and meaningful action.
The next player a referee refers to as 'boy' might not remain as level headed about the situation as Rolle has.
*No. 110 head linesman Phil McKinnely, a former player for three NFL teams during the 1970s and '80s, who played collegiately at UCLA, is black.
"The refs called me a boy. No. 110 called me a boy," Rolle said in the locker room after the game. "I will be calling my agent in the morning and sending my complaint. I have a wife and three kids. Don't call me a boy. Don't call me a boy on the field during a game because I said, 'You've never played football before.' "
Of course, the usage of the term 'boy' in referring to an adult Negro male by a white* male is meant to be as disrespectful and degrading as using the N-word. It is designed to figuratively castrate the adult Negro male and reinforce the notion of being powerless. Of being an impotent slave.
We certainly hope the NFL will look closely into this circumstance and come down with swift and meaningful action.
The next player a referee refers to as 'boy' might not remain as level headed about the situation as Rolle has.
*No. 110 head linesman Phil McKinnely, a former player for three NFL teams during the 1970s and '80s, who played collegiately at UCLA, is black.
Monday, December 3, 2007
Tonight It Ends
On occasion, we have made some startling prognostications -LSU falling to Kentucky, the OSU getting dropped by Illinois, and more... - tonight we will try to keep that tradition alive.
Now, in the past we have made guarantees. Tonight, no guarantee. But a steady pick.
The Pats dreams of an undefeated season end in Bodymore.
(edit. - well, our streak of correct predictions has ended. However, we find this
Chris McAllister (Raven's CB) quote to be an effective game summary : "They just took the crown and put it on their heads." )
Now, in the past we have made guarantees. Tonight, no guarantee. But a steady pick.
The Pats dreams of an undefeated season end in Bodymore.
(edit. - well, our streak of correct predictions has ended. However, we find this
Chris McAllister (Raven's CB) quote to be an effective game summary : "They just took the crown and put it on their heads." )
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