It’s our fault for the bad behavior or professional athletes, not theirs.

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You read that right. It’s your fault. It’s my fault. It’s not the athlete’s fault.

In the last few years, it seems like the trouble that professional athletes have caused has exploded exponentially: countless DUI’s, guys getting tazed, shot, in high speed chases, and caught involved in drugs. Can’t forget about Michael Vick. And I even think I heard something about steroids in baseball the other day.

But honestly, what do you expect? These guys are ticking time bombs that we build from the moment we see talent.

From middle school, these guys are patted on the back and told how great they are and of how great they could be. In high school, they begin to get publicized in the school newspaper, hometown paper, and maybe in the big newspapers around the state. Everything they read and are told is supportive, yet adds volatility; another solder joint in the bomb. After reading about how tremendous he is, the athlete begins to believe it. Why wouldn’t he? At 17, when popularity is the only form of self-assessment, it’s easy to accept that you’re super-human.

Then come the awards. And the scholarship offers. Keep packing on the plutonium. Colleges then give out “free jobs.” The jobs that athletes don’t have to show up to, yet still receive paychecks and no one says a word. Agents and scouts, the guys who pick out talent for a living, start sending illegitimate gift packages while the athlete is still in school. Wrap that plutonium in C4.

Now set the charge by adding national media attention and praise as if he’s the second coming of Jordan, Sayers, and Ruth all rolled into one.

All the necessary elements for an incendiary device are accounted for. Now all you have to do is hand them the detonator and wait for the fireworks. Except this time, the detonator is not a little red button. It’s a lot of green Benjamin Franklins, and a fat bank account.

With the kind of money (i.e. perception of power) that a professional athlete is given, an implosion upon himself is near impossible to avoid. It’s a wonder that it doesn’t happen more often.

They can’t help it. That’s the bomb we built them to be.

The Magic get no love!

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Okay, it’s starting to piss me off… Everyone is talking about how Lebron’s teammates are failing him and how Magic aren’t a championship caliber team. Hey numbnuts, they’re up 3-1 on your King, and if not for the Moe Williams 3/4 court shot, and a Lebron fadeaway three, the Magic would be doing the happy dance already. If anything, like the Celtics last year, the Magic (and the Nuggets) are proving that you need more than one guy to make it to the ‘ship. Sure, the NBA is an individual sport during the regular season, but once you get to the postseason, you better have a good TEAM. Even when Dwight struggles, the Magic are still a good enough team to win. If Lebron or Kobe struggles, the Cavs and Lakers have no shot at winning. And don’t give me the BS that all the games are close. Yeah, but who’s always the team that has to fight to even stay in the game, and who always is trying to pull off the huge shot to tie or win the game — the Cavs. The Magic, among the best in the league this season and in the playoffs in team defense, are better together than Lebron James is by himself. Give them some freakin’ credit already.

Soapbox

HIV/Aids is a tragedy that cannot be overcome through the distribution of condoms, which can even increase the problem.

Ok, I know religion is a taboo subject, however, this was a quote from Pope Benedict while in Africa.  Seriously? condoms can increase the spread of HIV and Aids?  I don’t think so, there is no scientific evidence supporting that statement, while there is evidence supporting the fact that condoms protect against HIV and Aids.  I can’t believe he said this in Africa;  where 22 Million people have HIV or Aids.  Yes, we all know abstinence is the only sure-fire way to prevent the spread, but let’s be realistic here.  (Stepping off my Soap Box)