The SEC is always about competition
Tennessee players get arrested. Georgia players get arrested. Ole Miss commits a recruiting violation on Facebook. Florida commits a recruiting violation on Facebook. Stealing headlines from one another is what we do. Although, as of today, no other athletic director has been bold enough to go drinking with a woman to which he is not married, drive around, put a pair of panties between his legs, then tell police that he is very important. Or at least no one's been caught doing that. Give it some time, someone will see Damon Evans' performance and raise it a disorderly conduct charge. No one stays the king forever.
Jesse Jackson still throwing around reckless accusations, but more baseless than usual
Jackson, a notorious stirrer of shit, felt it necessary to weigh in on the comments made by Cleveland Cavs' owner Dan Gilbert that were directed at LeBron James after the King chose to "take his talents to South Beach." The good reverend said:
"He speaks as an owner of LeBron and not the owner of the Cleveland Cavaliers. His feelings of betrayal personify a slave master mentality. He sees LeBron as a runaway slave. This is an owner employee relationship -- between business partners -- and LeBron honored his contract."
By opening his mouth, Jackson revealed he knows nothing (and more nothing than usual) of the situation (speaking of The Situation, doesn't the Jersey Shore start soon? Put that down as appointment television). Dan Gilbert isn't mainly pissed off because James left. Dan Gilbert is pissed off because he, and an entire city, got stabbed in the eyeballs with a pitchfork on national television. There were no "thank-yous" to the fans and organization, nor was there a phone call to Cleveland personnel pre- or post-The Decision. All he, and Cleveland, got were a pair of 10-inch long middle fingers broadcast into their homes and in their faces. You can argue that, yes, LeBron owed Cleveland nothing (and he didn't in terms of why he was leaving), but damn, anyone with a conscience and a soul at least offers a thank you and a phone call. Or someone not surrounded by morons.
World Cup comes to a close; July plummets into boredom
Spain survived Holland's barrage of jiujitsu kicks, hacks and board-breaking (this may not have happened) to win the 2010 FIFA World Cup. It was a game that saw a few moments of excitement and dominated by a whistle being blown every two minutes. I don't know if part of Holland's strategy was to also blow two wide-open opportunities, but, if so, they executed wonderfully. So now we wait until 2014 to have another summer not plagued with just baseball. Oh, and last summer when the United States and Spain played , we won 2-0. YOU BETTER STAY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BRACKET, YOU BUNCH OF DANDIES.