So here I sit all alone on a Friday night. Not because I want it that way, it’s just the way things worked out. See 2-3 years ago on a night like tonight I would have looked at this decision and said "To hell with it"!! Gone out, gotten hammered, maybe laid, possibly, Hell probably arrested.
Whatever the night had in store I was, without a doubt, going to be hungover. Well tomorrow is kind of a big day. It’s my grandfather’s 95 celebration of life. Family, friends, that one you never see so they can't really judge you. Don't get me wrong it’s an awesome affair. I love it. Pop Pop even has a New Orleans set he plays that includes both Dixieland and When the Saint Come Marching In. It’s amazing. Honestly to do that at 95. Amazing.
So like I said it’s a big day. So what am I doing tonight?? You never can tell. One year on December 24 around 4:45 am I found myself at a blackjack table in Shreveport, La. I was supposed to be in North Texas around 2 P.M. I remember calling the dealer, a man of Asian descent, my "Chinese Santa Clause". The Purple Creeper* got us I guess.
* For those who don’t know Purple Creeper is another name for grape Kool-Aid mixed with Everclear. Awesome!!!
Sometime some people just realize what is on the line. The idea of risk and its consequences are not the easiest concepts to grasp.
Sometimes things happen.
Sometimes things are out of our control.
Take Jordan Jefferson for example. He has a lot on the line. He is the quarterback of the Louisiana State University football team, a position that obviously gets a lot of attention. Look I will make no excuse for these football players or their actions. Not that you’re looking for one…from me at least.
I live in a college town and see student athletes enjoying a beverage quite often.
I have never been to beautiful downtown Baton Rouge but I bet it’s pretty nice, but back to my point. Some people actually hate these guys. Football players I mean. I know I know but yes it is true. I remember seeing Mike Bobo, former UGA quarterback and current UGA Offensive Coordinator, get in a fight at Washington Street Bar back in '95. Hell my Uncle Tommy got into a fight with the Atlanta Falcons while he was playing a Tech back in the ‘60s.
These things DO happen. I have heard what the so-called "haters" say to these guys in public. Remember, Jimmy Clausen got socked in the eye while walking down the street in South Bend with his parents no less. Know I am not condoning anyone stomping a mud-hole in anyone else's ass.
Now if there was pre-meditation, well that's a whole different story, but for now all we have is a fight.
So let’s just pump the brakes on crucifying this guy. We don't know what was said. When you get these idiot college kids drunk and throw a hot co-ed in the mix, sprinkle in a few football players breaking curfew to defend her honor...and you got a recipe for disaster.
The only real crime I can think of is that Jordan has 49 pairs of shoes. Or at least that's how many were taken by the police. 49!!??!!?? I mean I love Nike. I mean I LOOOOOVE Nike. Check out this web site. You can custom make you own pair of shoes and they will ship them to you in about a month. Imagine the recruiting advantages if they are your sponsor. Nike ID custom shoe site. FYI use Firefox. But 49 pairs of tennis shoes. Not a strong case for players needing to be paid.
Again, another discussion for another day.
I will get back to my original point. Jefferson's biggest mistake is that he broke curfew. He, essentially, had no idea what was on the line. He couldn't have. For some people it just takes longer to learn that concept. Some people never learn it. Believe me. I know what it is like to see everything you have worked for disappear in a matter of seconds, on more than one occasion.
It's never on purpose. It just happens. Happenstance exists. At least in some alter universe where nothing goes right ever for anybody ever.
But essentially there is a catalyst. Booze, dope, angry, stupid you never really know.
In Jefferson's case it appears that it was not the dick head talking shit and trying to rob his girl, it was breaking curfew. It was not realizing what was on the line.
I say run him. Run him until he collapses. Then do it again, and again, and again. You can’t kick him off the team. He's not the first student athlete to get in a fight.
This is not a big deal. Keep in mind that ESPN has perfected the 24 hours sports news cycle and practically invented the concept of sports news as a revenue stream.
So I ask all of you....Don't buy in. Please hold those knee jerk reactions at least for a bit. The Jordan Jefferson story is just yet another example of how America can jump on board before we know all the facts. If it turns out he attacked the man, threatened him, grabbed him, sodomized him then yes he deserves the bad press. Kick him off the team.
But all press entities, and yes even ESPN are VERY guilty of only reporting some of the story.
So those are my thoughts as we go into the final week of summer without college football. I will write another piece before the games start. Quite possibly about how fucking ugly the Nike Pro Combat uni's are. All opinions are welcome.
So do I miss it? Going out, being in the scene? More than you will ever know. But there are things that you will never think of that are much, much more important. I can’t tell you what they are, but you will know them when you see them.
Until then, I offer Jordan Jefferson this bit of advice....don't wait until your 35 to realize what’s important.