It's been a bad few weeks for black male athletes, from the horrible news of the murder of former NBA player Lorenzen Wright, to the undeserved second chances of Jeremiah Masoli and Maurice Clarett, the reckless stupidity of Tyreke Evans, and the great flame-out of Delonte West.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Spare me the argument that black athletes don't get into anymore or less trouble than white athletes. And spare me the argument that one black bad apple doesn't spoil the whole bunch, girl, either. I'm sick and tired of watching these guys throw away golden opportunities on thoughtless acts of criminal activity, seriously bad decisions, and a complete full refusal to grown up.
I am sick and tired of black athletes that don't conduct themselves as professionals and expect to be forgiven for acting like jackasses every time they screw up. Sometimes things are what they are. You don't get a 21 million dollar bonus in April and show up to training camp in August as an out-of-shape, unprepared, and disruptive presence for your team, your damn job.
I'm tired of the excuses for these guys. God knows what in the hell Lorenzen Wright was doing that got him killed. And if Tyreke Evans had killed himself or someone else going 120 mph on the highway, everyone would have been talking about wasted potential and other sad stories. Maurice Clarett should have done his class work at Ohio State the first time he was there instead of worrying about the NFL.
And instead of stealing laptops, Jeremiah Masoli should have had his ass in his dorm room, then he would be a NFL draft pick instead of hoping and wishing at Ole Miss in the fall. And if Delonte West gets lucky and is picked up by another NBA team, let's hope he takes his damn bi-polar meds and goes to a shrink.