Yep, He's Gay

If you are at all interested in football or gay rights, you know that Michael Sam is gay. He was a very good college football player for the University of Missouri; good enough to be named the co-Defensive Player of the Year in the SEC, perhaps the very best college football conference. Most of us would consider Michael Sam to be a big dude at 6’ 2” and 255 pounds but as he makes the transition to the NFL, he’s a “tweener.” Draft analysts ask if he’s a little too small to continue playing defensive end or maybe a little too slow to play linebacker. All of that is merely back story, at least for today, because the only thing that really mattered about Michael Sam today is that he’s queer and he’s here. Time for some old white guys to get used to it.

Worst Case Scenarios

Yeah. It’s way too early to be thinking about these things.

Another New Beginning Begins

First things first. A belated shout out to our long-time friends Steve and Kathy for hosting the best Super Bowl party ever. Good food. Good conversation. And three and a half hours of Peyton Manning looking like a man who just realized there is no god. Good stuff.

Wishful Thinking

Does anybody really know what’s going to happen Sunday night in Super Bowl XLVIII?

Bitterly Cold

Is it simply petty bitterness on my part? Well, so what if it is?

Can't Wait For Next Year

You would’ve needed a stop watch to time just how fast the New England Patriots went from plucky overachievers to disappointing losers. Hard to call it shocking as the recriminations and obituaries seemed so predictable. Somehow an eighth AFC Championship in twelve years despite all the adversity wasn’t something to celebrate, it was just another post-Spygate failure, a reminder that Tom Brady isn’t getting any younger, a moment in the arc of time that is much closer to the end than the beginning. Well I say...

Emotion Got The Better of Me

Losing hurts. Emotions of the moment will get the better of you. It happens. It happens when you win, too. Opposite end of the spectrum; extreme states of mind.

Richard Sherman and Bill Belichick both spoke from the heart last Sunday and Monday. Sherman’s now infamous post-game rant lit up the internet, crowd-sourcing a discussion on everything from Erin Andrews’ cred as a sideline reporter to the not so comfortable reminder that middle-aged white America still isn’t ready for an angry black Jesus. Bills Belichick’s view that ex-Pat Wes Welker took a deliberate, illegal and immoral shot at Aqib Talib didn’t generate nearly as much discussion. It was just Bill being Bill; a mean, bitter, petty spoilsport.