Good Morning, 11Dubskateers. Welcome to Wednesday, a day ordinarily detested for its 'in the middle-ness'. I encourage you, this Wednesday, to instead embrace Wednesday for all it can/could/will be. It used to be Lucky's beer pong Wednesday on Ohio State's campus; maybe that means it's time to break a door off its hinges, get a few step ladders from Home Depot, and make your wife leave you by playing pong with the boys til 2 in the morning on a weeknight. I dunno, just putting it out there.
Okay, so I'm not your regularly scheduled host around these parts at this time on this day, but special circumstances prevailed (basically I met up with the internet's Denny Mayo this past weekend, we launched into space, and fought a 72 hour intergalactic battle to protect the liberties each and everyone of you take for granted on a daily basis; think The Last Starfighter meets Ender's Game, and don't worry, you can thank us later.) That being said, I'll be your pilot for the remainder of your journey, even if that journey includes an inexplicable layover in Denver despite originating in the northeast and meaning to conclude in the south (LOOKING YOUR WAY SOUTHWEST AIRLINES!!1!). So let's go *WHOOSH* under... here:
Derrell Johnson-Koulianos had a better time his senior year in college than you did Unfortunately that time has come to an all too tragic end after the Hawkeyes wide receiver seems all but certain to miss their bowl game after being hit with a bevy of drug related charges on Tuesday. Sorry, but this isn't an opportunity to wax cynical about different socioeconomic classes, races, or whatever other hate speech you've been building up internally since that guy driving 50 in the 45 made you feel uncomfortable by zooming around you and exposing your unwillingness to drive aggressively in a non-highway environment first thing this morning. Johnson-Koulianos is the product of an incredible story where personal family hardships resulted in a best friend's family adopting him and raising him as their own. This latest chapter is none the less an isolated personal tragedy that probably goes against his character and in many ways is looking to be all the makings of a young man being compounded by a very unfortunate series of poor decisions. Don't try and rational his bevy of life altering gaffes as the cold, calculated misgivings of a heartless cancer to society; a combo of painkillers, weed, and llé could just as easily have been harbored in the dorm room of a best friend's son or daughter, or god forbid, our very own kids. It's idiotic, it's mindless, but unforgivable? Let's ignore the 'war on drugs' buzz charges that will never stick in infinity years, like "drug house" (often used to tan the hide of individuals unwilling to narc/sell out roommates in throw the book at them type initial sentencing capacities), and instead remember that our very society is set up to give people the second (and in some cases, third or fourth) chances history hasn't always been forgiving enough to provide. DJK's personal hell is just beginning, and rest assured the cost will be great, but doing anything other than wishing the kid the best in his time of need (or praying for him, if that happens to be your thing), is high horse/glass house snobbery at its worst, and really, not what someone in the war of their life probably needs at their most trying hour.
The NCAA is bad at this whole 'collegiate athletic association thing' In lieu of their criminal, legalese heavy, hypocrisy rich gross mishandling of the Cameron Newton situation, the NCAA kindly fulfills every negative stereotype directed towards them in the last, oh, 20+ years in one foul swoop: