How long does it take a liar and a cheat to get himself fired?
Quite a long time, if you’re a very successful college football coach. It takes months and months of revelations and lies, cover-ups and pleas of ignorance, until finally, finally, finally, the evidence becomes overwhelming.
The scandal becomes too great, and even your die-hard supporters in the administration abandon you.
Yep, Ohio State football coach Jim Tressel finally resigned on Monday, a good six months after revelations of his cheating ways started surfacing. It looked even after Tressel was found to have lied to the NCAA, and to his school, and to everyone else, that he’d get to keep his job.
But then Sports Illustrated released the details of its investigation Monday, with new sordid allegations about players driving cars that weren’t theirs, sordid stories of players selling memorabilia for tattoos and weed, and other fun stuff.
And so Tressel, even though he wins 11 games a year and contends for a national title at one of the most football-obsessed schools in America, had to go. I’m quite frankly surprised he was forced out; I thought at Ohio State you could basically get away with everything but murder if you beat the boys from Ann Arbor every year.
Good riddance to Tressel, and the corrupt Ohio St. program. Of course there are plenty of other cheaters yet to be caught, but it is nice to know that every once in a great while in life, there are consequences to actions.
**There were a lot of great Memorial Day tributes in newspapers across America Monday; it’s one of the things newspapers still do so well, the heart-tugging story about brave soldiers who died too young.
But I thought this front page from the Newark (N.J.) Star-Ledger was just beautiful.
**Finally, I love this story. Laurel Gordon is a senior at Elma High School in Elma, Wash. For the past two years Laurel has been Grays Harbor County’s Dairy Ambassador (a darn cool title for a beauty pageant-type deal) and is now a contestant for the state dairy ambassador title in next month’s competition.
Which would be quite an honor. Only one thing: Laurel is lactose-intolerant.
Yep, the high priestess of dairy in Elms, Wash. can’t stomach the stuff! Someone please contact the Dept. of Irony and tell them we have an emergency.
As a fellow lactose-intolerant person (I have no patience for lactose, nor does my stomach), I feel your pain, Laurel. Glad to know you can still sing the praises of dairy!