A Ball

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We are having a ball, aren't we?

Most college sports programs are such a huge business that their coaches can molest ball boys and people will still defend the molesters.

The Bills sent a private plane for a free agent to come to town. They wined and dined the guy. Money was no object. The taxpayers however are paying for the changes to the stadium, and if it don't sell out, the hell with all of you, YOU DON'T GET TO WATCH.

Shelly Miller of Michigan City punched his daughter's basketball coach until the coach was unconscious. Miller was upset that his daughter had to run extra laps.

Most of the colleges are postponing classes if their school is big dancing. They can take the loss there, but my kid has to pay $600 for a text book.

Timothy Forbes of Springfield Massachusetts bit off part of the coach's ear as he argued for his son during a 6th grade basketball game. He's being held on assault charges.

The president is picking his brackets and people are writing stories about it.

Joseph Cordes, also of Massachusetts is accused of pointing a laser beam into the eyes of the opposing team's goaltender. He is being charged with disturbing the peace.

I can't even enjoy watching my kids play sports because of the idiot parents, the over-the-top coaches, and the assault of the refs at such games.

Sports was supposed to be about effort, and participation. It was supposed to help us become better adults.

There's a certain star on a certain college team that is all the rage around my house. The idol worship of my kids galls me to no end, but of course, I had idols too...still do have a few...but putting a ball through a hoop isn't the greatest achievement known to man.

You wouldn't know it given the way society responds. Athletes; dumb, immoral and indecent are the new kings and queens of the world.

THEY ARE MAKING THEIR LIVING WITH A BALL!!!!!!!

THEY DON'T DESERVE OUR WORSHIP!!!!

Unless they are members of the 27-time World Champion Yankees, of course...

...then they deserve all of our adoration.

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