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06/13/2006: "Big Ben is a Lucky Idiot"
OK, now that it looks like he's not going to die, it's time to call out Ben Roethlisberger. Oh yeah, big guy - you looked real cool riding on your rice rocket wearing nothing more than a Terrible Towel on your head. Just think how cool you must look now - broken nose, broken jaw, no teeth - quite a sight, I'm sure! The good news is that you're not dead; the bad news is that when training camp opens next month, you'll have to watch Charlie Batch run the offense while you sip your Gatorade through a straw. I understand you're only 24 - hell, I was 24 once, too. Most 24-year-olds are basically dumbasses, and you're no exception. But most of them aren't paid millions of dollars and given the keys to a Super Bowl-winning football team. Apparently, being given responsibility doesn't mean you're responsible. I know it's legal to ride without a helmet in PA - only because they recalled a 35-year-old helmet law a couple of cycles back - but that's like a skydiver shunning a reserve chute "cuz reserves are for pussies, man!" Unlike Jay Williams, Kellen Winslow and the other big name athletes who made the same dumb mistake, you were cut a break - the parts that broke aren't related to your athletic career. Take it as a sign: you got lucky this time, hoss - next time you're a damp spot on the side of an overpass.

