The Larry King-ish Stream of Consciousness Column for 4/28

April 28, 2011 by John Stansberry  
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In this edition of the LKSOC we discuss the never ending butthurtedness of USC faithful, the NCAA’s slow play with UNC, a flawed Knicks roster and douchebag Boston Bruin fans:

larryking1USC fans are still tossing rocks from in front of a glass house

Have you noticed that lately when a college football program outside of Los Angeles has even a hint of trouble, USC fans use that as an opportunity to start bitching again about how bad the NCAA stuck it to them over Reggie Bush? It’s become a veritable rite of passage with those folks.

You heard their chorus of bellyaching over Cam Newton’s troubles at Auburn. “Cam didn’t know what was going on? Well Reggie didn’t either! Set us free! SET US FREE!!!”

Now we have the train wreck at Ohio State that was wrought by Jim Tressel’s inability to be forthcoming with the NCAA. And that means that the butthurtedness of Trojan fans and the program’s biggest media supporters has been kickstarted once again. In their eyes, what’s going on in Columbus means the NCAA pretty much has to play nice with USC in regard to its appeal:

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Homerism is homerism, it’s a basic tenet of college football fandom these days. But it’s hilarious how it creates a huge blind spot in regard to how fans view their own programs.

The company line amongst USC fans has pretty much evolved to this: our coaches did nothing wrong, Reggie Bush was railroaded by a slimeball criminal and programs like Auburn and Ohio State are where the true evil in college football resides. Homerism, it’s a beautiful thing.

It’s a given in the eyes of the most butthurt USC fans that Auburn paid the Newton family $180,000 to come win the school a national title. That’s despite the fact that no paper trail has been produced, you know, like the paper trail that Lloyd Lake produced in regard to the money that flowed to the Bush family.

Therefore, what USC fans (and any other fan who throws around the “Cam took $180K” line) are doing is making an assumption based on wrong doing that wasn’t proven but only speculated about. That’s a “Where there’s smoke there’s gotta be fire” mode of thinking.

Hmmmm, fire where there’s smoke, okay. Let’s say there’s a college football program that was stuck in the mud for a decade. From 1991 to 1999 this program averaged five losses a season. Then it hires a has been NFL coach who hadn’t actually recruited a college football player since 1983. Within two years, that program is on the road to being a world beater.

I just described the situation USC was in during the 90’s and what happened once Pete Carroll was hired. Now when a program rights the ship that quickly and starts winning national titles, it could very well be a case of a sleeping giant awakening. Or, if you’re looking for fire where there’s smoke, it could be an indication that a coaching staff cut a lot of corners to get that good that quickly.

To a USC fan, the notion that Pete Carroll may have been a little Ron Meyer-ish in the way he rebuilt that program is flat out batshit nuts. But is that because the homerism-generated blind spot prevents Trojan fans from even entertaining the notion that something might not have been on the up and up with USC?

So Trojan fans will continue to throw rocks at the programs they believe to be infinitely more nefarious than their own. But it’s pretty damn funny that those rocks are being thrown from the porch of a glass house.

Staying on the subject of teams in hot water

Dan Spears of the Wilmington Star News had a fascinating take on why the NCAA is taking its sweet time in dealing with North Carolina football:

Granted, the NCAA’s investigation of the Tar Heels is exponentially more complicated than that of the higher-profile Buckeyes. There are more players involved, two separate issues with which to deal, involvement from the N.C. Attorney General’s office and the death of a key figure in the controversy, sports agent Gary Wichard.

But to this point, nearly a year since allegations of improper benefits and academic misconduct first became public, the NCAA has still yet to issue UNC a formal letter of inquiry or a notice of allegations.

It’s almost as if the Tar Heels’ file gets buried further toward the bottom of a mountainous pile of paperwork the moment somebody else’s transgressions come to light. (Wilmington Star News)

So the giant mess Tressel has created might actually make Butch Davis look better by comparison.  Hey, if you’re North Carolina, you’re looking for lenience any way you can get it.

The Knicks roster really is a train wreck

Back in the mid-80’s, the Seattle Supersonics put together a roster that included Dale Ellis, Tom Chambers and Xavier McDaniel. That’s not one, not two but THREE guys who would’ve preferred gouging out their own eyes rather than passing the basketball.

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In 1986-87, the trio led Seattle to an unremarkable 39-43 record in the regular season before a remarkable playoff run propelled the team into the Western Conference finals, where the Lakers were waiting with a broom. The next season, Seattle improved to a 44-38 team but was taken out by the Nuggets in the first round. After that campaign, Chambers was traded away to Phoenix.

Each member of the trio averaged 20+ ppg in each of those seasons but didn’t even have a 50-win campaign to show for their efforts. As a result, those Sonic teams told a cautionary tale of what happens when too many alpha dogs are brought together on the same roster. And apparently it’s a tale that the New York Knicks have never heard.

Hey, I understand that Knicks GM Donnie Walsh had to make a splash and he did just that by pairing Carmelo Anthony with Amare Stoudemire. But while its not the extreme case that Seattle was back in the day, there are still not enough basketballs in play to satisfy both Anthony and Stoudemire.

I hear you screaming that the make up of the Heat is no different with LeBron, D-Wade and Bosh toiling together on that roster, but you’d be wrong. No player in the league has better court vision than LeBron, who’s more than willing to give up the rock to an open guy. Compare that to Carmelo, who sucks in the ball like a Dyson and doesn’t part with it. Add the fact that Amare demands an awful lot of shot attempts himself and you see why New York’s pairing of stars doesn’t mesh quite as well as the one Miami has put together.

It would’ve been interesting to see the Knicks at full strength against the Celtics in the first round of these playoffs. Without the injury bug, New York would’ve put up much more resistance than it did. But over the long term, there’s a dynamic at play here that just won’t work. Like Seattle’s trio of scorers did back in the day, this version of the Knicks will entertain a lot of people. It just won’t bring home any championship hardware.

Reason # 3,638 why pro sports crowds are Doucherific

What happens when a guy in a Montreal jersey goes to the bathroom at TD Garden during a tense series between the Canadians and the Bruins? A NSFW video is generated:

Cartoon Lou Holth is a lot more spry than Real Life Lou Holth

April 27, 2011 by John Stansberry  
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Why didn’t any of you tell me about this one? It seems a few months back, Lou Holtz lent his voice talents to the Disney Channel cartoon series “Special Agent Oso.” I only stumbled across this gem because my kid has taken a shine to Oso.

The premise of the series is that Oso, who happens to be a talking stuffed bear who doubles as a secret agent (you can’t make this crap up), goes around teaching kids new skills. This might include anything from learning to tie shoes to figuring out how to make a bed. Strangely, Oso is as dumb as a box of rocks, so he and whichever kid he’s helping are walked through the task by a digital assistant named Paw Pilot.

The voice of Oso is provided by Sean Astin, and in the clip below he helps a kid named, you guessed it, RUDY learn how to throw a football. Holtz does the voice work for, you guessed it, UNCLE LOU:

Let’s be honest, Lou’s line “Nothing wrong with that, Otho, no wunj ever drowned in sweath” is ten times better than anything he dropped in that train wreck “The Blind Side.” Also, I’m sure the folks at South Carolina, where he made his last coaching stop, were really thrilled about a Cartoon Lou in 2010 being dressed in Notre Dame attire. I guess in the cartoon world his time in Columbia never happened.

Cartoon Lou’s route running also seemed to be less a reflection of the current Real Life Lou and more an imitation of 1988 Tim Brown. Hell, if Real Life Lou had that much bounce in his step right now he’d still be on a sideline somewhere yanking facemasks the way he did to Huntley Bakich.

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LSU great Tommy Casanova: once a gator killer, always a gator killer

April 25, 2011 by John Stansberry  
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Back in his playing days at LSU, All-American defensive back Tommy Casanova only crossed paths with the Florida Gators one time. That was in October of 1971, with he and the Tigers prevailing in a 48-7 rout. Even though he’s now an ophthalmologist, it appears Casanova is still a proficient gator killer:

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That’s an 11-footer that Casanova found swimming in his pond. How’s this for more irony: a company called Mezlan actually makes an alligator shoe called the “Casanova”:

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Casanova is one of those all-time greats whose name has slipped through the cracks a little bit. Sure, he’s still a legend in LSU circles, but you’ll hear his SEC contemporaries Archie Manning and Pat Sullivan mentioned far more often. That’s a damn shame, because the guy was an absolute stud from ‘69 through ‘71.

To this day Casanova is the only three-time All-American in LSU football history and back in 1995 he was inducted into the College Football Hall of Fame. After his playing days in Baton Rouge he went on to be a four-time Pro Bowler with the Cincinnati Bengals before hanging up his cleats in 1977 to pursue a medical degree.

While at LSU, he developed a reputation as one of the last great two-way players. In addition to excelling in the defensive backfield he also played running back and returned kicks. His prowess in that last area was on full display on December 5, 1970 when LSU was seeking to clinch an SEC crown in its regular season finale against arch rival Ole Miss.

LSU hadn’t won a league title since 1961 and hadn’t beaten Ole Miss since 1964. But in one of the ugliest whippings ever administered by one ranked SEC team on another ranked SEC team, the #8 Tigers annihilated the #16 Rebels by a 61-17 count.

On that day, Casanova returned not one but two punts for touchdowns. His 61-yarder in the second quarter extended the Tigers to a 21-10 lead and his 74-yarder in the fourth quarter served as the icing on the cake. In the end, it was the most lopsided victory by either team in the series since LSU’s 52-7 win in 1917. The Tigers would go on to play in Orange Bowl, where they gave eventual AP national champ Nebraska everything it could handle before succumbing by a 17-12 count.

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Are SEC football fans as batshit nuts as you think they are?

April 22, 2011 by John Stansberry  
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The goofy saga of Toomer’s Corner tree poisoner Harvey Updyke got a little goofier this week when he was allegedly attacked at an Opelika, AL gas station after leaving a court appearance. Conspiracy theories abound on this one because no one actually witnessed the attack, but for now I will give the guy the benefit of the doubt. Here’s a snippet from Evan Woodberry:

Updyke said he stopped to get a drink and was hit as he got out of his car.

“This is not a Charlie Sheen stunt,” he said. “I’m not winning. I’m losing.”

Updyke said he didn’t blame an Auburn fan for his alleged assault.

“I’m not saying it was an Auburn fan,” he said. “There’s a lot of Alabama people upset, too.” (al.com)

To invoke the name of America’s newly anointed Nuttiest Celebrity of All-Time is about the most blessed thing Updyke could have done in my opinion. Because if anyone can relate to the swirling storm of craziness in Charlie Sheen’s head, then it’s Harvey Updyke.

If Updyke was in fact knocked upside the head as he was getting out of his car, then there’s no doubt in the minds of many that the phantom perpetrator is an Auburn fan. And that has every college football fan outside of the South questioning not only the sanity of Alabama and Auburn partisans, but the sanity of SEC fans as a whole. Are they all batshit nuts?

Well, judging from this classic NSFW clip, you would think that might very well be the case:

To say that football is taken seriously in the South is an understatement along the lines of saying that Dolly Parton isn’t necessarily flat chested.  You are more than justified to use words like “obsessed” and “rabid” to describe a great many SEC football fans.

One good way to gauge an obsession is to look at it from a dollars and cents perspective.  If someone is willing to part with a hefty amount of hard earned cash on something that on the surface appears to be a pastime, then he or she is pretty damn serious about it.

Spending thousands of dollars on season tickets and transportation costs to and from games?  That’s nothing for an SEC football fan.  Thousands more can be spent on the right AV setup at home in order to ensure that the games they can’t actually attend are viewed in the best way possible.

When you throw in the team clothing that’s bought and the other costs associated with SEC fandom (memberships to recruiting web sites, memorabilia, etc.), you’re talking about a significant investment.  And I haven’t even touched on the amount of scratch that boosters are willing to throw around.

But when you think about it, is what I just described totally unique to SEC football fans?  Not hardly.  On the professional level, think of the outlay of cash that a Dallas Cowboys fan has to make in order to ensure that he can see America’s Team live.  For decent seats at Cowboys Stadium, a costly Personal Seat License (PSL) has to be purchased before that person can even buy season tickets.

What kind of cost are we talking about here?  PSLs run from $16,000 to $50,000, but fortunately the Cowboys offer financing over a 30-year period with a fixed interest rate of 8% annually.  Jesus, what I just described sounds like the worst mortgage you can possibly get in 2011.  Therefore, I’d venture to guess that the guy off the street who’s willing to dump that much cash on tickets is just as obsessed with the Cowboys as any SEC fan is about his team.

Hyperfandom is by no means a phenomenon that is exclusively the domain of SEC football freaks.  The various ways that passionate SEC football fans part with their cash are matched dollar for dollar by their NFL brethren.  Think about it, you have to be mighty serious about something to buy and wear a hat that resembles cheese.

Now I can already predict where your mind is going at this point.  You’re thinking that Harvey Updyke’s actions aren’t those of a passionate fan but more along the lines of someone whose love for his team has consumed him whole.

Well, to that end, I guess Updyke is a lot like the LA Dodger fans who put Giants fan Bryan Stow in the hospital.  I could cite countless other examples not involving SEC partisans, but why waste the space?  Look, the lunatic fringe exists in ALL fan bases, so why pin all the craziness on the SEC?

And I gotta be honest here, when it comes to the rank and file fans at sporting events, meaning those who won’t poison trees or try to beat up people in the parking lot, SEC fans (and college football fans as a whole) are FAR classier than their pro sports counterparts.

Ever been to a regular season New York Jets home game?  I have, and I was stunned at the number of drunken, dead-behind-the-eyes folks I was surrounded by.  It was like the worst keg party I’d ever been to, only everyone was wearing Curtis Martin jerseys and reeked of chicken parm.

Hey, I’m not trying to defend Harvey Updyke, I’m just trying to remind you that guys of his ilk are not solely the domain of the SEC.  You’ve been warned, the crazies are EVERYWHERE.

Arrested Florida hoops players not knowing they’re being taped = SO BLESSED

April 13, 2011 by John Stansberry  
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St. Augustine, FL just went up about 50 notches on my BLESSED Meter, and not because it’s the oldest city in the nation. Nor does it have anything to do with the city’s attractions, such as the Castillo de San Marcos National Monument or its 40+ miles of pristine beaches.

No, St. Augustine is blessed because the city fathers saw fit to equip their police cars with audio recording devices. These devices would come into play this past Saturday night, and I’ll let St. Augustine police officer Michael Ochkie’s report provide the details:

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The tall white guys who were running turned out to be Florida basketball players Erik Murphy and Cody Larson, who had decided to cap off a night of underage drinking by breaking into cars. Team manager Joshua Adel was also around, apparently serving as a lookout for the master criminals.

Here’s a heads up to college basketball team managers everywhere: players don’t invite you out for stuff in order to enjoy the pleasure of your company, they want you around to look out for the cops. Seriously, in their eyes, that’s the only thing you’re good for outside of handing them towels and Gatorade.

In the wild scramble that ensued, Murphy and Adel end up in the back of a St. Augustine police cruiser while Larson is still doing a Dr. Richard Kimble on the streets of St. Augustine. Remember that audio recording capability I was referring to? Here you go (you guessed it, this is NSFW stuff):

The first shining gem is found just after the 1:00 mark in the recording, when Adel uncorks the following while talking to Larson on speakerphone: “I know, man, that’s what you gotta say, boo, but there’s a bunch of people saying that they saw you at a car and now they’re saying that I’m the f*cking lookout.”

BOO?!?!? These are dudes talking! Oh, so damn blessed. Did Joakim Noah refer to Al Horford as his “Boo” when they were both playing for Florida?  Could that be a Gator thing?

While Adel and Murphy are sweating it out in the police car, Larson is understandably reluctant to come back. Adel tries to reason with him, dropping other gems like, “This ain’t a game, bro.”

Things get epic when Adel and Murphy play the “Everything’s gonna be okay” card with Larson just after the 4:00 minute mark:

Murphy: “They don’t have anything on us. We’re gonna get off.”

Abel (whispering to Murphy): “We’re not getting off.”

Murphy (whispering back to Abel): “Just tell him we are so he can come.”

Murphy (out loud): “Yo, we don’t have anything on us. We’re getting off bro.”

Hey, Erik and Josh, I know it was stressful being in the back of that police car, but you know what? SNITCHES IS ALWAYS BITCHES.  A real teammate would’ve said, “Cody, bro, just jog the 80 miles back to G-ville, just run like the f*cking wind, we’ll take the hit.”

While Cody is in the process of being rounded up, here’s the clip where the guys cop to everything:

Oh, thank you, St. Augustine, thank you so very much. Few things get as BLESSED as this. Also, I hope none of these guys referred to anyone as “Boo” in the holding cell. If so, something like this might’ve gone down:

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