I really, truly believe Cleveland was where I was supposed to end up. … Dawg Pound here we come.
I guess they don’t want to ask a 6-3, 260-pound defensive lineman if he was gay or not.
Former University of Missouri football star Michael Sam, who seems set to become the first openly gay player in the NFL when he’s drafted in May.
The best part is the kicker from the interview right after his quote above: “And he laughed.”
Usually, a variation of the term found in my title is reserved for pundits second-guessing the previous day’s NFL games (especially when all but the Monday Night game were still on Sundays) — but rather than focus on any NFL game, I wanted to focus on the college football game I watched on New Year’s Day: The Rose Bowl.
Looking at the box score, it looked like a good game, a close game, in which Michigan State grinded out a win against Stanford. But watching it, I had a different sense. Put simply: when Stanford had the ball, it was one of the poorest examples of play-calling I’ve ever seen.
I know, everyone says that when their team loses. But that’s the thing: Stanford isn’t my team. I enjoy watching them now for a few good reasons (girlfriend is an alum, proximity to where I live, and respect for what the program has been able to accomplish), but I don’t really care if they win or lose in the same way I care when Michigan wins or loses.1