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A very disrespectful candidate, “Parenthood” finishes awesomely, and a look behind the curtain

Well, I guess the rule is, if you’re an African-American Republican running for Congress, you can rip on Barack Obama all you want.

That’s what I got out of Les Phillip, a guy running for Congress out of the fifth district in Alabama. This is his campaign commercial he’s running now, where he says the President of the United States “is ashamed of America,” among other nice things.

Funny how criticizing the President was so unpatriotic when W. was in charge, but now it seems to be totally OK.

Les Phillip ought to be ashamed of himself. I have no idea how this is playing in Alabama. However, I think I’ll be visiting his opponent’s website very soon.

**The season finale of “Parenthood” was phenomenal the other night. Truly fantastic. This was a show that got better as the season went along, and I’m very happy to report it’s coming back to NBC next year. I thought they handled the Haddie-Amber thing very well, and Dax Shepard’s Crosby character is really growing on me.

And how good an actor is Craig T. Nelson? I love that guy. If you haven’t seen the show yet, one of those free pay-per-view thingies that most cable companies have (it’s called “Showcase” on our cable system) has most of the episodes of the season on it. I definitely recommend checking it out.

**Finally, another tiny glimpse of life as a sportswriter. I got to attend and cover the Orlando Magic-Boston Celtics NBA game Wednesday night, truly one of those events that make covering the regular-season high school volleyball games tolerable. (Here’s a link to the column I wrote from the game.

Anyway, there were a ton of media there, they served us good food (roasted chicken, and one of the best brownies I’ve ever had for dessert), and my seat was up in the nether regions, as usual (Hey, we’re the Daytona Beach News-Journal, not ESPN or the New York Times. Though I could glimpse the top of the heads of those guys.)

What’s funny about these big games is that sportswriting is reduced to, basically, high school lunch. At big games, the cool kids are the major sportswriters from the big papers and websites. They all hang out together, trading stories and inside jokes.

The not so cool kids sit together, too, sort of staring at the cool kids and wish we were a part of their club.

One day maybe we will be. We can only dream for now.