Once a schmuck, always a schmuck.
Lane Kiffin is proving once again what a total scumbag he is, as the new head football coach at USC has royally pissed off a very prominent alumna.
Here’s the deal: When a college program wants to hire a coach from the NFL, he always, always, always, talks to the head coach of that pro team, to let them know that he’ll be talking to a member of the pro staff.
Ninety nine times out of 100, this contact is approved. Generally, it’s because a pro assistant coach is getting a better opportunity at the college level. Kiffin knows this, having worked both as a pro and college head coach.
Yet he decided last week to piss off Tennesee Titans coach Jeff Fisher, going behind his back and hiring Titans running backs coach Kennedy Pola to be the new USC offensive coordinator.
A week before NFL Training camp starts.
So now the Titans are actually suing USC over Pola’s hiring, saying the Trojans “maliciously” swiped the coach against the rules and that Pola violated his own contract.
Good for the Titans. Kiffin is a clown. Forget for a moment the stupidity of Kiffin for angering Fisher, a well-liked and well-connected USC alum, right off the bat in your first year. But to steal a coach a week before training camp, and then play innocent about it, is just disgusting.
My feelings about Kiffin’s past behavior is here, and Sports Illustrated offered an excellent portrait of his jerkiness here in 2009.
**So I took my 5-year-old nephew to see “Despicable Me” at the theaters last week. He liked it a lot, though it was hard to tell what he was saying sometimes with so much candy in his mouth (hey, I’m a good uncle, I know candy at the movies is crucial).
I’d heard the movie was fantastic. My opinion: It was pretty good, but by no means as good as “Toy Story 3.” Steve Carell was amusing as the voice of Dr. Gru, the evil genius who plots to steal the moon, all while adopting three little girls. The 3D in the movie seemed pretty unnecessary; there were only a a couple of scenes where it really made things better.
As usual there were a couple of jokes that only adults would’ve gotten, which is fine by me; hey, we’re the ones paying for the movie. The storyline moved along pretty well, and there were some great, touching moments toward the end.
But it just didn’t blow me away, and some of the plot just stunk. I’d say 2 1/2 stars. I think my nephew would give it 3 stars, while the AirHeads candy he consumed voraciously gets 4 stars, easy.