I want to make this brief. There are many complex angles of the whole Ray Rice issue. I’ll focus on one here. The goal in this post is to explain this to you in under 500 words. So instead of wasting words, I’ll cut to the chase.
The scariest thing about Ray Rice knocking out his then fiancé isn’t that he did it in a place without anyone available to help her. It isn’t that Roger Goodell only saw the occurrence worth a two game suspension, it isn’t even that it could have been much worse. The scariest thing? He could have gotten away with it.
Think about it.
TMZ doesn’t do a lot of things that I really agree with, but they made up for it here. If it wasn’t for them purchasing video from an Atlantic City Hotel. Things would have went down differently. The first time they poked into the news cycle, they broke attention to this. That was important, but the second time they did it may have served the most meaning.
Without today’s release of the video that shown Ray Rice committing unspeakable actions, he’d be suiting up in roughly 12 days. He’d be rejoiced. People would cheer for him, his teammates and coaches alike. Fans would wear his jersey. Fans would say something like the following: ‘Well, we never actually saw what happened in the elevator. Perhaps she passed out?’ That would be the reasoning to still worship him like a holier than thou figure.
You wouldn’t expect his wife to make any comments that would diminish Ray Rice. Sadly, like most victims of domestic abuse, you’d expect her to remain quiet.
You surely wouldn’t expect much from Roger Goodell, would you? You’re not that naïve now are you? He’d want to keep things nice and pretty. He’d want to at least have some – even very little – validation of his two game suspension. He’d want to keep his stars on the field and as much money as possible in his pocket.
Now, thankfully, because of a propaganda laced website that’s all washed away. Thanks be to TMZ, yes?
The NFL is a scary place now. In the past two years, one NFL player was deemed to be in connection with perhaps multiple murders. Now you have Ray Rice, who nearly got away without any public knowledge of his acts. It makes you wonder what else happens. TMZ can’t be everywhere. All crimes aren’t reported, all crimes are punished. How many players are getting away with things because they’re NFL players? Our friends, Dads and Mothers wear their jerseys, our Sons and Daughters worship them as heroes. How many are getting away with things that we have no clue about?
Maybe it was the great Hunter S Thompson that said it best. Perhaps Roger Goodell has adapted this mantra in regards to ‘protecting the shield’: “The lid is on. Loose Lips Sink Ships. Don’t say anything that might give aid to The Enemy.”
It was when I was reading the Boston Globe’s Tom Keane column, that the rush hit me.
Like a rollercoaster meeting its climax.
A raw type of emotion - anger.
He called the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge a gimmick, something that should not be repeated. I didn’t get much farther than the headline before the rush took over, compelling me to exit the webpage as quickly as possible. Although I did return later for the purpose of writing this column. You can read his here.
He couldn’t be more wrong.
You know the challenge. People dump ice water over their head then donate $10. They dare others, they do it or donate $100. The cycle goes on.
Greene writes that this notion is somehow wrong. That the challenge that has already raised 41.8 million dollars for the ALS Foundation isn’t right. Something that shouldn’t be repeated.
Why? Because it ‘threatens’ people to dump water over their head.
That’s a silly notion.
With or without the Ice Bucket challenge, Americans will continue doing it, being threatened to do things that is. Ever watched a Humane Society video? Better donate that $1 to the foundation or that puppy will starve. Ever got a parking ticket? Better donate that money to your local government before you have an arrest warrant.
There are many things worse that Americans are threatened to do on a day-to-day basis. Donating to a charity that many never knew about before this is the least frightening of them.
At one point in the column, Keane questioned why we would even chose the ALS foundation. Lamenting that the death toll for its disease is rather small compared to others.
I wish I could have a face-to-face conversation with Mr. Keane right now.
I’d ask Keane if he’d stand by his words and tell that to one suffering from Lou Gehrig’s disease. Never mind the fact that diseases like Lung Cancer, Aids and others receive the funding that ALS gets yearly in a few weeks from the government. We can dismiss that for now.
The whole ‘Sorry buddy, but not enough people have your disease. Don’t think we should donate much money to it’ conversation probably wouldn’t go over too well.
I’m guessing if Keane were forced to do that his tone would quickly change. It would probably change even more if he knew a sufferer of the disease.
Everyone has done this thing. Oprah, Former Presidents and various Music Artists. In a world where we can’t be united about anything, uniting about charity seems to be a wondrous feat. Why would anyone want to destroy that?
That’s where the anger comes from.
Because there are people out there that want to destroy the good of the world. This - while minor and maybe even trendy - is one of those things. A group of Americans have managed to band together to raise millions of dollars for something good out there. That’s more than our own government can say.
It’s midway through the fourth quarter against South Florida. Louisville hasn’t looked their best, but it’s been enough to handle the Bulls.
South Florida starts the third quarter hoping to mount a comeback and gets a little momentum on their second series. Steven Bench drops back on 2nd and ten. At this very moment, Charles Gaines knows who the ball is going to. Bench is staring him down the entire way. Gaines jumps the route, intercepts the ball, and turns on his ‘run with animals’ speed for an 80 yard TD and the final nail in the coffin for South Florida.
“He got invisible real fast,” former Louisville Defensive Coordinator Vance Bedford would say later after the game.
These have been the typical plays from the 5-11, 190 pound Miami native in his two years at Louisville. He shows “no sympathy”. How he got there is a story that can’t we told through statistics. It can’t be told even through watching him at an open practice. At least not the whole story. It took a change inside that has has placed Charles Gaines in the position to be the next great corner at Louisville.
Maybe you could call it the curse of Dan Marino.
Since the Hall of Famer left in 1999, the Miami Dolphins have had 16 different starting quarterbacks in 12 years.
Ryan Tannehill may be the closest possibility of changing the dark age of QBs since number 13 retired. But that’s all dictated in what happens in year three.
The Miami Dolphins probably got more attention last season from the public than they have in the past decade. It wasn’t for a good thing. Miami was in an ugly place. Scandals, front office turmoil and Incongito bullied then didn’t bully thenactually did bully. These are things that fans hate and the things that drive them away. It’s time for Miami to turn the page and break on through to the other side of the NFL: Good publicly. That starts with Ryan Tannellhill.
In two seasons, the 8th overall pick from Texas A&M, has a QBR of 79.1%, a compilation percentage of 59.4% and has thrown 36 touchdowns coupled with 30 interceptions. Nothing special, in fact it mirrors the stats of past Dolphins QBs gone astray. But there’s still something there that gives the Dolphins fans hope to hold on. Like a perfectly thrown deep ball for TD. It’s a glimmer of hope. Though often, that glimmer of hope is followed by an interception. He’s been cruel.
Whatever he’s got left in his bag of tricks, it’s time to show it.
It’s now or never for Tannelhill. He’s got the receivers. You know that guy Mike Wallace went to a Pro Bowl with the Pittsburgh Steelers. Coupling him with Brian Hartline and you’ve got a pretty good duo. One star and one above average wideout. That’s much more than other QBs in the league can hope for.
Miami, itself, has the talent. It’s yet to be determined if it’s Tannellhill or something else holding them back. But what we do know is they should have made the playoffs. They were one win away. The Buffalo Bills. The 6-10 stinking Buffalo Bills. Miami couldn’t seal the deal against them with a playoff spot up for grabs. It’s not about whether that is Ryan Tannelhill’s fault or not. He’ll get the blame. That’s what it’s like being a QB in the NFL, Ask Tony Romo if you don’t believe me.
The narrative of Ryan Tannellhill’s career will be either finalized in year three or begin to be written. That may not fair but it’s the truth.
Next week is the beginning of the end.
D-Day for the old silos that have adored the corridor along I-65 for most of my lifetime will happen ‘mid-week’, a spokesman for the University said.
Everybody is joyous. Everybody hates them. Maybe everybody expect me. I’ll miss those silos. I liked those silos.
I get it. I get it. They’re not the prettiest thing in the world. They’re tall. They’re kind of an eyesore that obscures a view of the University of Louisville campus. However, I’ll still miss them.
You see, for me, those silos represent so many memories. I’m not from Louisville. I’m from a small town 45 minutes South of Louisville by the name of Bardstown.
Those silos for me meant excitement, Sports, and escape from the town that in my younger years I detested.
They always served as the official announcement that I was in the ‘big city’, but more importantly I was a world away from Bardstown. When you’re young and new to the world, everything is massive. Each remotely enjoyable experience is the grandest thing in the world. Those silos we’re a part of that. The silos were there to always give me a friendly greeting. Even if it was delivered by an unsightly object.
Prosperity, hope; the things that Louisville represented were synonymous with those ole silos. Unsightly, odd and obscure; they we’re beautiful to me.
My favorite memories, the ones that involved sporting events, those silos we’re with me every step of the way.
My first College Basketball game with my Father. The American boy’s quintessential memory was accompanied by those silos.
They sat watchful in the distance as my father paid too much for tickets to a Conference USA Championship game against UAB. As we walked up-and-down the streets of Phillips lane, looking for scalpers. Eventually finding myself in the fourth row of Freedom Hall after a hefty expense was paid by my Father. Money that he didn’t have, but money he spent to give me an eternal memory.
They we’re there for my first day of College. A kid who had never experienced much outside of the ebb-and-flows of Country life, was being welcomed by the opportunity the city of Louisville granted.
The silos we’re watchful, as well as comforting as my eyes twinkled when I took my first steps on a college campus. Still in awe of life and what being in this heaven-on-earth location would offer. They reminded me of home. The pillars of distillers that we’re at every corner of the open land in Bardstown, they were like them but they were different in every way.
It’s easy to hate the silos. It’s easy to be happy that they’ll soon be gone. But, for me, I can’t be but a bit sad. For each of my greatest life experiences – well, most of them anyway - those silos we’re with me on the trip.
Next week will be a bit like putting an old dog down to a peaceful rest. You know it has to go. It’s better this way. But, it doesn’t make it any easier.
Jeffersonville, Indiana could do it. New Albany, Indiana could do. Two examples of towns 1/6 of the size of the city of Louisville with 1/8 the budget the city of Louisville has.
Two towns that could put on some type of Fourth of July festivities while apparently Louisville couldn’t.
I’m writing this from a strange prospective. Usually my stories involve a scoreboard, not anything political. I don’t know entirely about the inner-workings of the Louisville Metro Government, but I know a joke when I see one - and my friends, this is one.
I get it, only so much funding to go around. But in a 532 million dollar budget, you would think enough money could be given for one celebration of the Fourth of July. Especially when you realize these two things: Firstly, elected officials received an on average 4.9% raise compared to last year. A year when Fourth of July festivities we’re held. Secondly, crime reports processed by Louisville Metro Police went from 11 a year ago to 36 this year (numbers via Louisville Metro Police crime reports). Just over half of those crimes were violent ones.
Coincidence? Don’t think so. Basic science rules tell me how variables work. When you add something and a different outcome occurs - that’s the reason why.
It may be one drop in the pan. It may be one night. But if it stops just one crime from occurring, one life from being destroyed; isn’t it all worth it?
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The Louisville Cardinals are still looking for a marquee win. They missed another opportunity for that last night. Here’s my story.
You’ll hear them all the season.
All conversations surrounding the Louisville Football team - at least on a National scale - will be engulfed with this. Most of these conversations we’ll be speaking on the horrid schedule of Louisville, and how they shouldn’t be in the National Championship game (I tend to think they’ll be in the conversation).
But perhaps, there will be more things to create controversy in regards to Louisville Football. The Heisman Candidacy of one Teddy Bridgewater, for instance.
The recent addition to the ‘Maxwell Award’ watch list, has been nothing short of stupendous while at Louisville. His numbers coming into the 2013 NCAA Football season? Their staggering. In two seasons at Louisville, Teddy Bridgewater has a chance to break many records that required four seasons.
But the past is in the past, it’s got him in this position, but it’s time to focus on the future now.
This column is well overdue.
I’ve sought out the options.
I’ve reviewed the NCAA rule book.
I’ve seemingly gone through the stages of a recovering drug addict. You know? Denial, Questioning- finally acceptance. At a pace of malleolus in the winter, I’ve came to a sad conclusion- Peyton Siva will never wear a Cardinal Uniform again.
You can call me crazy. You’d probably be right. It’s been quite some time that we’ve known this. I didn’t want to believe it. I didn’t want to accept that a guy who has represented the University I cherish, in such a wonderful way, would no longer be seen on the KFC YUM! Center court. It took Peyton holding up his newly threaded Detroit Pistons jersey, for it all to sink in.
Thursday night, par for the course, Siva took a moment that was completely about him, and made it about the one he represents.
“IAJ” He simply stated. IAJ, a creative acronym he’s created meaning ‘It’s All Jesus’. Something he’s lived his life by and shown others. To Peyton, It’s never been about others, it’s always been about the one he lives for.
Peyton may never be a Superstar in the NBA. But, he’s been a visionary to a City. He may never win an NBA Championship for his own. But he’s won one for an endearingly group of thousands. He may never be referred to as a Hall of Famer. But he’s a hero to many.
Then again, Peyton may do all these things. People have doubted him. People have dismissed him. But silently he’s proved them all wrong. Surely there is no reason to doubt that he would stop now, at the very tipping point of his career.
“I never thought I’d say that anyone had the character of Billy Donavon, but that kid’s right there with Billy.” Head Coach Rick Pitino said about Peyton Siva.
Now I’ve never met Billy Donavon, but surely he’s a rarity of a person as well.
You’ve read the stories about Peyton. You’ve seen the greatness on the court. If you haven’t, you should stop reading, and go to the search engine of your choice immediately. Otherwise, you’d be selling yourself short.
You see, Peyton has a unique gift. So unique, that my lacking knowledge vocabulary can’t find the verbs to describe it. They’d probably fall short anyway. Nevertheless, whatever it is- he’s got it. On and off the court, he makes you a believer. A believer that a guy who was told he couldn’t, could. A believer that glory is not reserved for you to celebrate in, but to help others. A believer that nothing- literally nothing- is impossible.
Peyton has made us believers before.
Expect him to make us believers again.
After all, surely you’ve seen it once, why would you expect anything less? It’s Peyton.
Coming off a Sugar Bowl win, expectations are higher than ever for Louisville football. With one of the most favorable schedules in College Football, anything less than undefeated, would appear to be a disappointment for Cardinal faithful. However, like any BCS team, Louisville obviously will face talented teams certainly capable of beating them. I broke down the top three teams most likely to spoil a Louisville Cardinal Undefeated Season.