Sunday, December 2, 2012

Bob Costas - A Football Widow's Best Friend

**MILD LANGUAGE WARNING.  PROCEED WITH CAUTION**


Dear Football  Widows,

If you're tired of your husbands ignoring you, and you really want your life partner around on Sundays in the fall, here's what you do:  call NBC and tell them to let Bob Costas editorialize. 

I was watching the Eagles/Dallas game tonight.  Normally I make a point never to watch NBC, but I had reasoned that there's no way the network could cram its rancid politics into an NFL telecast, especially since Keith Olbermann is now part of the 7.9%.

You'll never guess what happened.  

I was a put on edge when I saw a promo for the new show "1600 Penn".  (Hmmm.  A show about politics on NBC.  I wonder what to expect).  But my mood remained positive because the Eagles defense didn't stink, and because Nick Foles was able to engineer a late drive that netted a field goal right before halftime.

Unfortunately, I left the audio on for the halftime show and I remained within earshot of the TV.  I didn't have to use the bathroom, either.  It's unfortunate--a bowel movement would have been more productive.  

After Costas recapped the events in Kansas City, he haughtily scolded those who need tragedies like this to keep football in context.  Perhaps someone should inform Costas that murder/suicides like this happen every day, everywhere in the world, and the only reason this one got the attention it did is because it involved an NFL player.  

It was then that Costas advocated for gun control.  He cited an article by national sportswriter Jason Whitlock.  The article blamed guns for the murder/suicide of Chiefs linebacker Jovan Belcher and his girlfriend.  Costas concurred.

He read the following line from the article with a pompousness that can only be described as Olbermannic:

"What I believe is, if he didn't possess/own a gun, he and Kassandra Perkins would both be alive today".

I'm not quite sure what conclusion to reach.  Either Costas and Whitlock had never heard of a "stabbing", or there were no kitchen utensils in the Belcher household.

What did they cut their steaks with?  Tablespoons?

There are several other elements that could have been singled out as *the* cause for this horrific series of events; CTE comes to mind immediately.  Steroids may have played a role.  There is no evidence that Mr. Belcher used them, but who are we kidding?  It's the NFL.  Hell, being in a bad relationship--in and of itself--often results in violence.

Or, as Chris Rock famously stated:  Whatever happened to "crazy"?  Talk to any football coach--playing the game requires a certain view of reality that could politely be described as "alternative".

The only thing that I can be sure of is that Mr. Belcher didn't listen to Judas Priest or Mar1lyn Man5on, because if he had, they would have certainly blamed the music.  Or does that only happen when white people have outbursts of violence?

Jason Whitlock did mention the "gun culture" in his article.  But what, specifically, *is* the "gun culture"?  Rural rednecks and their shotguns?  Suburban housewives at the shooting range?  Or gangbangers with Glocks tucked inside their saggy pants?  Those are three separate subcultures, all of which contain guns as one of their elements.  Perhaps Whitlock could have more accurately blamed the "hip-hop culture"--which would also include, among other things, the music--but that would be racist (see "Vick, Michael").  One would have to know that Mr. Belcher had indulged in that lifestyle to draw such a conclusion; all that most of us know about him is that he owned a gun.

I own a gun as well.  I can reasonably assume that's about all that Mr. Belcher and I had in common.  So, how in the HELL are we part of the same "culture"?

To use the deaths of these people to promote a political agenda in an arena that has nothing to do with politics is the worst kind of exploitation.  Bob Costas should be ashamed of himself.  But what could we expect from the network--from the PROGRAM--that once wrote checks to Keith Olbermann?  After all, if he felt shame, he wouldn't have survived for over 30 years in the broadcast business.

Given the result of tonight's game, I should thank Costas that he got me so pissed off that I missed the second half.  I'm not sure that development would be pleasing to Sunday Night Football's advertisers, however.


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