Joe Paterno has lived a long time but probably has never ridden a bigger roller-coaster than the past week. First he sets the major college football coaching victories record, then a sex scandal involving his former defensive coordinator Jerry Sandusky goes nuclear.
I’m not going to go into the sordid details of the charges here. You’re an adult, you can look them up.
I know this much: Joe Paterno needs to resign. If the indictment against Sandusky is true, Paterno and other Penn State officials knew about his proclivities before the incident reported by a graduate student assistant in 2002, and allowed him access to football facilities afterward.
Paterno, and those above him, failed to report the incident to police. They also failed to look after, or even inquire about, the young alleged victim. Sandusky, if the indictment is true, continued his pattern of abuse afterwards.
It’s terribly sad that Paterno’s legacy is stained, but it’s absolutely nothing compared to the real-life allegations involving not one, but eight boys. Also, as any investigator could tell you, there may be more victims who did not come forward or whose cases can’t be prosecuted.
Although Paterno is not the most culpable, as football coach he bears some repsonsibility for what happens at football facilities. He took one step, but not enough steps.
In fact, Paterno testified against Sandusky before a grand jury. If he didn’t think there was something fishy about the guy, why would he do so ?
Maybe self-preservation is one answer. However, I don’t see anything to gain by prosecuting him, and there’s no way that’ll happen in Pennsylvania, anyway. Tim Curley and Gary Schultz will face the wrath of the law, but Paterno is not blameless.
The buck should have stopped at the coach’s office. This story will not go away, and Paterno must resign.
This is quite possibly the ugliest story I’ve ever seen from the often-sordid world of college football. Eight boys, some now adults, allegedly had their young lives ruined. And there is a mushroom cloud over the heretofore sedate Happy Valley.
Steve Williams just needs to shut up. Now. ( Where have you heard that before ?)
As disturbing as his comments about Tiger Woods were, so are the number of people trying to apologize for Williams and cloud the issue by telling people like me that we are “too PC” or are experiencing “white liberal guilt.” Still others are using the lame excuse that Williams’ comments were at a private dinner and not meant to be reported.
Williams himself says his comment was not racial in nature. OK, I’ll let you, the reader decide:
When asked at the caddy’s dinner about his jubilation over Adam Scott’s win in Akron, he said “It was my aim to shove it straight up that black arse —-,” referring to Tiger, who let him go this summer.
First of all, Williams needs to turn the page. Whatever he felt Tiger did to him, however wronged he feels, he’s still on the bag with a pretty damn good golfer and he has a lot of cash in the bank thanks to Tiger.
The continued venom toward Tiger is pointless, and Williams is managing to do the impossible: turn Tiger into the good guy. At least for a moment.
If his remark wasn’t racial in nature, why use the word “black”? Maybe if he directed the barbs at Tiger when he was in the same room, and Tiger laughed ( although I don’t know why he would ), that would have been a different story.
Is it unfair to report such remarks from a dinner that was supposed to be private ? I suppose that would be true if the remarks were at someone’s home, but this was at a caddy’s dinner in connection with a PGA and European Tour-sponsored event, the HSBC Champions in Shanghai.
Golfers, caddies, and sponsors were present. It was pretty close to an official golf gathering, even if it’s supposedly a no-holds-barred event.
Sadly, Williams made the kind of remarks many people associate with the world of golf. Tiger should know: Fuzzy Zoeller made some remarks back in 1997 that had a racial tinge, though not nearly as blatant as Williams’ words.
While the event in Shanghai is somewhat multi-cultural, golf remains in large part a white person’s sport. Williams said the kind of things many people of color suspect white people say behind closed doors.
Williams has again brought unwanted attention to the sport. There is hardly any time that a caddy should be a story, at least not like this. There’s no way to misinterpret the caddy’s motto: “Turn Up, Keep Up, Shut Up.”
Williams has made himself a story far too often because of his big mouth and, apparently, sizeable ego. Tiger might have dumped Williams after Steve stuck with him during the abyss, but Williams also created problems with his bully-like behavior on the golf course and remarks about Phil Mickelson, for which he had to apologize.
Now, as Adam Scott’s caddy, he has thrust Scott into the middle of a controversy. Scott is standing by Williams, which might mean short-term gain but could hurt him in the long run.
How can Scott trust a guy who bared his fangs at Tiger after they parted ? Sure, Tiger might have deserved some of the venom, but now Scott has to deal with a media s— storm because of his caddy.
Now, they’re both going to Scott’s homeland of Australia for the Masters and President’s Cup, and you know the Australian media will have their teeth bared, as well. It’s Scott’s business what he does with his caddy, but he’s walking right into a maelstrom.
Scott didn’t ask me, but I don’t think he should keep Williams, nor should he downplay the remarks. It makes him sound a bit insensitive about the imapct of such words, but I guess I can’t expect much more from someone who hits a golf ball for a living, and is rewarded rather handsomely thanks in part to the expert advice of Williams.
There’s a reason Williams keeps getting jobs, despite his buffoonery: he can help guys win, and make a lot of money. He’s good at what he does. However, there are times his star outshines that of his employer, and that’s never good for a caddy.
In this case, it’s not a star shining, but a very harsh light. It’s glaring down on Williams, and his sport.
I don’t buy into political correctness, but in my view his words go far, far beyond that. At best, they were idiotic, at worst, racist.
I’ve got no real beef against Tim Brando. He’s a solid broadcaster and a good play-by-play broadcaster. I could have gone the rest of my life without thinking a single bad thought about him, but he had to go and blow it Saturday night.
It happened after the 17th Game of the Century this century, the over-hyped matchup of #1 LSU and #2 Alabama, a 9-6 overtime win for the Tigers. A game bereft of a touchdown, very physical but deep-REM inducing.
Brando, perhaps aware of the social media criticism of this march through molasses, informed me and fellow viewers that the game ( on his network ) was a classic. Furthermore, if we were not entertained, we knew nothing about man-on-man, hard-hitting football.
I didn’t really need a pudgy, middle-aged white guy who colors his hair to lecture me about hard-hitting football. As a pudgy middle-aged white guy whose hair is greying, I would not presume to lecture anyone else.
So, I’ll say this much: if you liked physical football, you loved this game. Me, I like to hear the pads pop as well, but would it be too much to ask to have ONE touchdown ? Even in overtime ?
Clearly, there will be more defensive players than offensive players from both teams who will go in the NFL draft. It’s also clear that for all the hype, this is not the end-all or be-all for college football this season.
I’d love to see Andrew Luck and Stanford take on either of these teams in a BCS championship game. They just might get their chance.
Stanford outlasted Oregon State, 38-13 as Luck overcame a slow start, but it’s a battle of attrition for the Cardinal now. Among the injuries was the concussion suffered by receiver Chris Owusu on a scary hit by OSU’s Jordan Poyer.
Poyer was flagged on the play as Owusu fell limp to the ground, and a scene that has become all too familiar in football was repeated. Paramedics surrounded Owusu while players looked on somberly and waited, a few kneeling in prayer.
Owusu gave a thumbs-up as his stretcher was loaded into the back of an ambulance, and he will be re-evaluated later this week. Replays showed that Poyer’s hit might not have deserved a flag, but it was vicious enough in real time for referees to penalize him.
This is the third scary hit Owusu has sustained this season. He will be re-evaluated later in the week, but it might be time to shut him down for the season.
Football is a game of hard hits, and I know there are some who bemoan the stricter rules, saying there are gray areas. Often, players who deliver hard hits are trying to dislodge a football, and if their opponent is hurt in the process, that’s part of the game.
However, too many players go for the hit and the ESPN highlights, and not enough attempt the fundamental wrapup tackle. Players are too big and fast now, and football must legislate against vicious hits, especially given our improved knowledge of concussions.
Not real football ? Sorry. Times change. The players don’t wear leather helmets anymore, either. Some argue that bringing back leather helmets would make players less-emboldened to try the slobber-knocker tackle. OK, run that by some player in the heat of battle.
Monday marks 20 years since Magic Johnson revealed he had the virus that causes AIDS. I doubt there was one person alive at the time, outside of Magic, who thought he would still be among us today.
He has survived, and he has thrived. He has overcome the backwards attitudes of many former teammates and competitors, and in the process has enlightened them.
In many ways, November 7, 1991 was not only a watershed moment in sports, but a watershed moment in the battle against the disease — and the battle against prejudice toward those who have suffered.
Here’s to 20 more, Magic.