If it wasn't so pitiful, it would be funny.
Exhibit A.
Watching NY Giants receiver Odell Beckham Jr. celebrate after scoring a touchdown. He appeared to be madly in love with the kicker's practice net. The same one that bonked him in the head a while back, by his own hand, when things weren't going well for the poor dear.
One of the announcers generously said Odell had a little maturing to do. Right. Yours truly thinks he looked more like a bi-polar 4 year old that was off his meds.
Exhibit B.
The Dallas Cowboys quarterback snafu. Dak Prescott, a fourth round draft pick and merely the eighth QB taken overall last spring has done quite well filling in for the injured Tony Romo.. Da Boys are a surprising 5-1. But there's a fly in the ointment. Owner Jerry Jones says the QB job will return to Romo when he's healthy again.
Some pundits are outraged. Given Romo's age (36), history of injuries, and perceived lack of success, they find it unacceptable that Romo should automatically get his job back. Dak is not only the future, they claim, but should retain the starting job now.
Well then. They seem to forget that the owner can play anybody he damned well feels like. And the coach will go along with it if he wants to keep his job. Though not overt, it feels like an undercurrent of racism is being suggested.
Idle thought --- pretend the colors of the "players" involved in this little dust up are reversed. White is black and vice versa. Would this conversation even be taking place? Hmmm.
Exhibit C.
Cam Newton. Mr. Pouty is at it again. We remember his post Super Bowl press conference when it looked liked somebody had stolen his lollipop. After a loss to the Saints, Cam and the Panthers are now 1-5. Kiss returning to the Super Bowl goodbye. Enter Cam with his best impersonation of a spoiled rotten kindergartner that has been told he can't go out and play. Pout, moan, stomp off to his room. And for whatever reason, he seems to insist on wearing clown clothes. A gansta hat with a goofy looking bow tie? C'mon dude.
What is it with these guys?
Can't they act like grown-ups every once in a while when they don't get their way?
Boys. Boys.
Sheesh
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