Category Archives: Sports in America
No, they don’t have bigger problems to worry about.
A D.C. Council member is preparing to introduce a resolution calling on the Washington Redskins to change its name, perhaps to the Washington Redtails.
Council member David Grosso, an independent elected last year, said he plans to pursue his non-binding resolution because the current name is “a derogatory, racist name.”
“It’s been a long time that we’ve had this name associated with Washington, and I think its time we take a stand and change it,” Grosso said.
Grosso is circulating his resolution to other council members to try to get co-sponsors. So far, he said, council members Muriel Bowser (D-Ward 4) and Kenyan McDuffie (D-Ward 5) have agreed to sign on to it.
From Weasel Zippers: http://weaselzippers.us/
Only if you like pompous a-holes.
Via The Hill:
Tiger Woods said Tuesday that his weekend golf outing with President Obama was “pretty cool” and that he and the president teamed up for a win against a pairing of U.S. Trade Representative Ron Kirk and Houston Astros owner Jim Crane.
“He’s just a wonderful person to be around. And we won,” Woods said at a press conference ahead of the Match Play Championship, according to Sports Illustrated.
Woods also joked that Obama was “an avid golfer, and so am I.”
From Weasel Zippers:
His birth mother watched, from a distance, with pride.
She gave her son life, and a chance, by giving him up for adoption.
She didn’t end his life with an abortion.
She gave him a chance at life – more of a chance than 55 million babies have had since 1973.
She gave the 49ers a quarterback and hopes of an NFL title.
Wonder if the San Francisco fans appreciate this fact?
Or are they stuck thinking abortion helps women from being “punished with a baby.”
From ESPN and You Tube
Alabama Wins The National BCS Title For The Second Straight Time! The Luck of The Irish Didn’t Show Up – Tide Trounces Notre Dame – ROOOLLLL TIDE!
IN ALABAMA WE TAKE OUR FOOTBALL DAMN SERIOUS!
Quarterback Robert Griffin III, who leads the Washington Redskins on Sunday to their first home playoff game in more than a decade, isn’t an ordinary rookie, according to teammate DeAngelo Hall. According to ESPN commentator Rob Parker, Griffin isn’t an ordinary African American.
“Is he a brother, or is he a cornball brother?” Parker infamously asked last month. It’s strange how the question on nobody’s mind suddenly becomes the question on everybody’s mind once a cretin appears in front of a television camera. “I keep hearing these things,” Parker continued. “We all know he has a white fiancée. There was all this talk about he’s a Republican, which, there’s no information at all. I’m just trying to dig deeper as to why he has an issue.”
If only Griffin had executed dogs or used the nom-de-herpes “Ron Mexico” he might have escaped Parker’s racial naughty list as deftly as he escapes defensive ends. Instead, he graduated from Baylor a year early, places God at the forefront of his life, and conducts himself as a gentleman on and off the field.
Fifty seasons after the Washington Redskins became the final NFL team to integrate, there’s still an ugly expectation for blacks to behave badly. Few common denominators exist between ESPN’s Rob Parker and the late Redskins owner George Preston Marshall. But the notion that African Americans conform to the stereotypes assigned to them seems one that this odd couple could have agreed upon.
Jeff Davis, biographer of the NFL’s most important commissioner, noted in Rozelle: “When he formed the Redskins in the ’30s, Marshall, an avowed racist who never changed his views, drew the color line and, in league councils, forced his fellow owners, especially [Chicago’s George] Halas and Pittsburgh’s Art Rooney, to not hire black players.” Davis perhaps lets the other owners off the hook here. Surely they had free will to defy Marshall, particularly when he was a neophyte owner in the 1930s. But it’s certainly true that Marshall spearheaded the de facto ban on African Americans that governed the NFL from 1934 through 1945.
Racial snobbery is so unlike football. African-American players were present at the creation of the NFL. Native American hero Jim Thorpe served as the league’s first commissioner. Fritz Pollard, who led the Akron Pros to the inaugural NFL championship in 1920, became the league’s first African-American coach in its second season. By way of comparison, the National Basketball Association saw its first black head coach in 1966 and Major League Baseball waited until 1975 for a black manager.
Long after the Rams reintegrated the league as a condition of its lease of the Los Angeles Coliseum in 1946, Marshall stubbornly refused to sign black players. When a reporter queried the owner in 1960 about when he might desegregate his roster, Marshall quipped, “We’ll start signing Negroes when the Harlem Globetrotters sign whites.” Alas, the Globetrotters won while the pale-faced Redskins played the Washington Generals of the NFL for many, many years.
In 1963, a year after the Redskins integrated, Martin Luther King delivered his “I Have a Dream” speech just a few miles west of DC Stadium. A half century later, it’s strange not just that the speech’s modest sentiments still evoke controversy but who finds them controversial.
Griffin unwittingly stirred this maelstrom by conceding that he preferred to be judged as an individual rather than as a member of a group. “For me, you don’t ever want to be defined by the color of your skin,” Griffin remarked. “You want to be defined by your work ethic, the person that you are, your character, your personality.”
Robert Griffin, and hundreds of other African-American players as virtuous but not as famous, proves just how wrong George Preston Marshall was for embracing stereotypes. The occasional thug athlete proves just how wrong Rob Parker is for embracing stereotypes, too.
From The AMerican Spectator: http://spectator.org/archives/2013/01/04/black-like-me
Bob (Not commie Costas) Shares Some Thoughts and Commentary on The Bob Costas Gun Rant, Sports, and NFL Demi-gods
Fox Sports writer Jason Whit[less]lock was the fool quote by Bob Costas in his smug little commentary during a halftime on Sunday.
Sports gets so much attention, and people tune out the real world, that I try to take advantage of the opportunity to talk about the real world when sports lends itself to that and try to open people’s eyes. You know, I did not go as far as I’d like to go because my thoughts on the NRA and America’s gun culture – I believe the NRA is the new KKK. And that the arming of so many black youths, uh, and loading up our community with drugs, and then just having an open shooting gallery, is the work of people who obviously don’t have our best interests [at heart].
I think it’s obvious if you’ve traveled abroad, and traveled to countries where they have legitimate gun laws, that we don’t have to have what we have in America, where people somehow think a gun enhances their liberty, and that people somehow think a gun makes them safer. It just doesn’t. A gun turns some kids listening to music into a murder scene. And uh, you know, if you don’t have a gun, you drive home. You know, kids listening to some loud music, you don’t like it, you go home and complain to your wife. But when you have a gun, you open fire, potentially, and take the life of a child.
Jeff has published a very informative post on this whole subject, which includes a long quote from Stefan B. Tahmassebi that appeared in the George Mason Civil Rights Law Journal in 1991. A highlight from it:
The history of gun control in America possesses an ugly component: discrimination and oppression of blacks, other racial and ethnic minorities, immigrants, and other “unwanted elements,” including union organizers and agrarian reformers. Firearms laws were often enacted to disarm and facilitate repressive action against these groups.
The first gun control laws were enacted in the ante-bellum South forbidding blacks, whether free or slave, to possess arms, in order to maintain blacks in their servile status. After the Civil War, the South continued to pass restrictive firearms laws in order to deprive the newly freed blacks from exercising their rights of citizenship. During the later part of the 19th century and the early part of the 20th century, gun control laws were passed in the South in order to disarm agrarian reformers and in the North to disarm union organizers. In the North, a strong xenophobic reaction to recent waves of immigrants added further fuel for gun control laws which were used to disarm such persons. Other firearms ownership restrictions were adopted in order to repress the incipient black civil rights movement.
Another old American prejudice supported such gun control efforts, then as it does now: the idea that poor people, and especially the black poor, are not to be trusted with firearms. Even now, in many jurisdictions in which police departments have wide discretion in issuing firearm permits, the effect is that permits are rarely issued to poor or minority citizens.
The rest of the quote is well-worth a read, as are Jeff’s perceptive comments afterwards.
…That Whitlock conflates the NRA’s desire to keep men free and protected with the consequences of bad actors who kill using fire arms, is yet more proof that the victim culture — the culture of passing the responsibility off on some historical actor or some white-faced Devil who holds the wrong political views — is what is truly responsible for the plantation mentality of so many liberal blacks. Here’s my advice, unwanted, because it comes from a white man’s mouth: accept personal responsibility and stop looking for scapegoats. Sure, it will force you to look critically at yourself — which is far more difficult than merely lashing out at all the straw devils that people your fevered, tiny brain — but in the end, it is truly liberating, and it will put you in touch with those in this country who, despite your rank uselessness and your constant attempts to demonize them, nevertheless continue to protect your rights as well as their own.
It’s called being a fucking grown up.
Whitless Nitwit is to busy feeling smug and superior to care. Besides, because he’s black, his bosses will protect him and let him remain immature, so he has no incentive to grow-up and be a man. Kind of like a certain jug-eared nancy boy of our acquaintance, eh?
Frequent Protein Wisdom commentator palaeomerus left a Righteous Rant in the Comments section that is worth quoting in full [vulgarity ahead — but it's justified]:
Jason, I can’t help but notice, that to the new performing imbecile clowns in the press, almost everything is “the new Taliban”, “the new Nazi’s”, “the new rich fraternity party cruising rape gang”, “the new child molestation ring”, or “the new KKK”.
You overpaid hot house flowers don’t have the stones to fuck with the real KKK diminished as it is.
You don’t have the stones to fuck with four kids on a street corner whether they have guns or not. You lack the balls .
You routinely go after non confrontational, law abiding people, as a substitute, for finding in your fat twisted hearts, the necessary outrage to condemn an actual vicious thuggish criminal murderer who just blew away the mother of his child in front of her own mother, went to a stadium to bother his coach one last time (which you dolts tried to pass off as kind of classy) and then shot himself.
The problem wasn’t the gun Jason. Lots of people use guns responsibly because they aren’t idiots like you and other the paranoid gun-phobic pussies and cynical political hacks, who think a piece of polymer and steel is a little demon that drives people mad and kills them by itself.
The big problem was that your precious little football player was a violent, piece of shit,. He was a dangerous, over indulged, asshole, and a man-child who should have been locked up or living under close supervision. The people around him KNEW he was a time bomb. They saw the signs. They did nothing.
But there are some little problems too. They didn’t cause the event, but they helped to exacerbate it and facilitated it to a certain extent. Can you guess what the little problems were?
The little problems were the NFL and sports writing chumps like YOU, stupidly propping this fucking lunatic up as a hero and a good guy AFTER he did what he did, you spineless pieces of shit.
The little problems were every single one of the vapid, morally confused, delusional assholes who tried to blame head injuries, drugs, society, race, and a gun, for the actions of the kind of sick piece of shit, who willingly would hurt or kill his own family over a potential breakup, because in his dim, bully-thug mind they were NOTHING but a form of chattel property that had no right to live if they chose to leave his violent, always angry, out of control, ass.
You dumb shits even did this when Chris Bennoit killed his own wife and child. You blamed ‘roids for it.
The whole sports reporting culture is sick. You portray these pitiful, mentally crippled, unstable, inarticulate “jocks” demigods and glorify them even when you know that they should not be let alone with anybody smaller than them who is not armed. Even when they prove to be frauds and con-men. Even when they spread hateful rhetoric. Even when they get hooked on drugs or spend themselves into bankruptcy, or quit to run a pot clinic in Japan. You portray them as beyond shame, above standards of adult conduct, accountable only for performance in a competition and how they are marketed.
And I doubt a rich NFL player would let a law about hand guns keep him from getting a hand gun anyway. He sure didn’t follow the laws against murder did he?
If I had a son or daughter I would not let them watch or listen to you dim witted sports reporter stooges making fools of themselves day after day. You aren’t worthy of public attention.
Fuck you. Fuck your articles. Fuck your networks and feature syndicates. Fuck your bullshit careers. Fuck your mouth breathing fans. And most of all, fuck the bully pulpit you jack-offs do not come close to deserving. You can’t even understand life well enough to condemn a man who just killed the mother of his child and himself.
Dead solid perfect.
In a follow-up comment, he writes:
You sports press guys loved this murderer and yet you hated Tim Tebow. Think about that for a minute Jason Whitlock, you soulless empty suit, with stars in his eyes for a murder just because he had a sports uniform.
Take heart, palaeo: Whitlock is disabled in that he has a big hole in his soul. You know, deep down, he is one miserable fuck.