Roger Goodell and Al Sharpton deserve each other’s racial rhetoric
Have you ever seen a head-on collision on a one-way street?
It happened on Tuesday of Super Bowl week, when Roger Goodell was forced to endure the ultimate indignity of discussing NFL racial issues with Al Sharpton. They deserved each other.
Both deliberately ignored what afflicts their constituents the most to focus on less important issues – real, imagined and pious.
In Sharpton’s case, he has, for decades, ignored what debases black America – the daily killing and wounding of dozens of black people by black people in every urban center of this country.
Instead, he waits for an opportunity to shout about white people’s racist treatment of black people, again, often relying on wishful thinking.
And that a black NFL coach shouted racism was all it took for Sharpton to pounce.
In other words, Sharpton doesn’t mind that today’s Super Bowl halftime show is loaded with black “entertainers” whose standard fare refers to black men as “n-ass.” to young women as disposable sexual expletives, worships guns and who to run while holding their pitchforks. He’s good with it.
After all, have you ever heard of Sharpton calling a press conference, surrounded by an amen chorus of community leaders, to speak out against racial slurs in rap music? What started in the 1980s that he still hasn’t noticed?
But as America’s media, politicians and corporations continue to bow and reward Sharpton as a matter of fear, Goodell was the point man in allowing the NFL to immerse itself in socio-racial activism. -politics in the name of nothing stronger than hoping for the unspoken implication that white racism is epidemic – and therefore must be overcome – among NFL fans.
And Goodell chose to combat it with a prominent end zone and slogans on the back of the helmets. ‘Stop Hate’, ‘Fight Racism’ – as side fights erupt and players tweet hate at each other.
So Goodell and Sharpton graduated magna cum laude from Ready, Fire, Aim! School of irresponsible and selective indignation and indignation. Soul mates.
Look at what Goodell is thoughtlessly offering and his blind and visible support for a Marxist-led, non-democracy (dis)organization, Black Lives Matter – which, like Sharpton, has shown no respect for the dozens of daily killings and Black Lives Matter shootings by black perps, but whose leaders allegedly received millions in donations and bought fabulous estates — did it for the NFL.
What was it worth to Goodell to appoint the vulgar, homophobic and misogynistic Jay-Z as NFL Minister of Social Sanctity and Entertainment? That seamless stunt didn’t save him from Sharpton or accusations of systemic racism.
What difference has it made when the NFL is now on the defensive, if not in full retirement, after being sued for systemic racism by Brian Flores, a black assistant coach who was promoted to head coach and employed as such for three seasons?
What was it worth to Goodell to maintain the Rooney rule, which only led to predictable and deserved suspicions that it created racial symbolism? Day 1, the NFL couldn’t see this coming?
What was it worth to Goodell to turn around and play dead when the NFL continued to suffer from so many crime-prone players that a week without a felony arrest is now a rarity? Is there a team that doesn’t indulge in signing a player with a track record?
And why was Goodell, the NFL’s commander-in-chief, never heard from on this?
Yes, Goodell and Sharpton, kindred spirits. What needs their greatest attention is left unanswered, unprocessed and left to grow.
Years ago, Goodell should have had the courage and conviction to declare, “The NFL is first and foremost a football league. Nothing is more important to me than ensuring the character, integrity and quality of its players, administrators and team owners.
And to that he could have added: “If solid evidence comes to me that anyone in this league engages in conscious and intentional racism, they will be dealt with – and harshly – by me!”
Instead, Goodell, limited to selectively blind pimping, now has to play ball with selectively blind racing hustler Al Sharpton. We can see your houses from here!
I bet you won’t find these funny prop bets
A few Super Bowl prop bets we’d like to see:
1) Number of times NBC’s Cris Collinsworth will talk to us and/or say he saw this coming – after it happened.
2) Many times we will hear that Bengals running back Joe Mixon was suspended for an entire season in Oklahoma for breaking a student’s jaw.
3) Number of times vulgarities, racial slurs and grim lyrics degrading women, by the invitation of Roger Goodell, will be heard during the halftime show.
4) Number of times number 3 will be edited in real time.
5) Number of times NBC will unnecessarily throw it to a secondary reporter.
6) Number of NFL-licensed ads for sports betting operations that will appear.
seven) Many times NBC will note that Goodell once submitted testimony to the Governor of Delaware warning that legalizing gambling on NFL games will be ruinous for families and create suspicion about the integrity of the games.
8) Number of times a player faces a 15-yard misconduct penalty after the play.
9) Number of times NBC will mention Rams star defensive lineman Aaron Donald should have been suspended for trying to choke an opponent in this year’s playoff game against the Cardinals, his second bout of choking this season .
ten) Likelihood of the game starting before our attention is diverted from the pitch to show the starting line-ups, despite plenty of time to do so before kick-off. “Odell Beckham Jr., Me U.”
11) Likelihood that the losing coach will be asked if he “would do something differently”.
12) Number of times players will get up and do that first try tired gesture.
13) Number of times NBC will show a player making that tired first down move in slow motion.
14) The total number of total arrests of Snoop Dogg will be noted. More/Less: a lot.
15) First player to be flagged for unsportsmanlike conduct (I would go with Rams cornerback Jalen Ramsey – he lusts for attention and he’s a Florida State man).
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Handicapping NFL games has never been a bigger waste of time – even among experts, none of whom exist – given that you can’t predict players’ willingness to risk losing a game, including the Super Bowl, to excessive acts, all- Self-glorification about me and belated successes.
The Bengals, however, got that far due to other unforeseen events, including two broken passes that were intercepted and some very questionable practice by their playoff opponents. (“Madge, call me Andy Reid on the phone.”)
So, because good, good luck can’t be predicted or sustained, it’s time for the Bengals to run out of chance stuff.
If we play football and only football, the Rams should easily win.
Matthew Stafford, using short pops for running back Cam Akers or tight end Kendall Blanton, would lead to the subsequent burning of ex-Giant and ex-Saint cornerback bust Eli Apple, by one of LA’s three wide receivers – Cooper Kupp, Van Jefferson and Odell Beckham Jr. Throw two receivers in Apple’s direction and he’s lost. He too has recently been blessed with luck.
Joe Burrow doesn’t have as many options, and his offensive line often turns him into a big-loss-prone fullback scrambler.
I’m going with the Rams. More importantly, I hear Mike Francesa picks the Bengals. Hey, these days cheap shots are all I can afford!