THE TWO-STRIKE RULE

Yesterday on ESPN's "Mike & MIke", NFLPA excutive director Gene Upshaw appeared to discuss a possible "three-strike" policy for player behavior. The dialogue was instigated as a result of the latest transgression by the most talented NFL player named after a video game, Pac-Man Jones of the Tennessee Titans.


In case you've been devoting too much attention to the Britney Shears debacle (Bill Maher on her 'do: "At last, the drapes match the carpet"), this Pac-Man craziness has reached a level that I for one never came close to achieving on the actual Pac-Man game. Or Ms. Pac-Man, where I'm a solid 3rd-level type.

We've got bitten bouncers. We've got an explanation, for those of us out of the loop, on what it means to "make it rain" inside a strip club (not as obscene as you might fear...or hope). We've got your obligatory rapper witness (Nelly). We've got a stripper promoter (!) who mistakenly thought that the $81,000 in the bag was for him and his girls. We've got champagne-bottle wielding groupies. We've got shots fired outside the club, Minxx, shortly before 5 a.m. We've got a bouncer who was hit in the spine and is now paralyzed from the waist down. And we have Pac-Man in the midst of all of it.

Don't believe me? Read the Las Vegas Review-Journal's account:


http://www.reviewjournal.com/lvrj_home/2007/Feb-22-Thu-2007/news/12741485.html


All of which leads me to the following question:

Why should the NFL have a three-strike rule? That's baseball. Why not a four-down rule? After someone commits four completely heinous, immoral, misanthropic and/or violent deeds, the league punts him. Why should the NFL be kow-towing to MLB rules?

This, of course, leads to larger concerns: How does the PBA police itself? Ten strikes and not only are you not out, but you've rolled a perfect game?


All of which is to say that I don't take a "three-strike rule" very seriously unless there's a man in a chest-protector and facemask extremely close to the proceedings. Here's my feeling on all of this: All of us are capable--in fact, more than capable, we are almost inevitable--of making a mistake. And all of us who've made that mistake just simply want a second chance.

Now, you can go from Jesus ("turn the other cheek") to Shakespeare ("The quality of mercy is not strained...") to the Jackson Five ("Ooooh, baby, give me one more chance...") to listen to the wisdom of forgiveness. And I agree. Everyone deserves a second chance.

Unless they're playing Deal or No Deal . Those greedy bastards are lucky just to even be in that position.

Anyway, as I was saying...a second chance seems fair to me. You hope that the second chance was the wake-up call that the transgressor needed--and when, like Pac-Man, you're hanging out past 5 a.m., you definitely need a wake-up call. But beyond that?

I don't understand. What does a third chance teach anyone that the second chance didn't? No matter how decent an individual you happen to be, you may as well have one moment of infamy under the three-strike rule since it's a mulligan, anyway.

"Peyton Manning, what were you thinking inviting Fred Smoot and his closest female friends for a day-long cruise on your houseboat? If you do that again....and then yet again...you're going to be in some serious trouble."

Three strikes and you're out, I'm sorry, is no deterrent, whether you're a criminal or a pro football player (or both, as some happen to be). If I were commissioner of any pro sports league, I'd introduce a "two strikes and you're out" policy.

Interesting Footnotes (or at least I think so):

--Notre Dame point guard Kyle McAlarney is enduring his school's "one strike and you're out" policy this semester. MacAlarney, a sophomore point guard, was caught with a little grass in his car and has been automatically suspended for the semester. He can return to school next semester if he wants. You may believe that punishment's too harsh, but in such a world of draconian punitive measures, I can guarantee you that strip-club bouncers are far more safe.

--During my brief stint in the Air Force I observed a "one strike and you're out" policy, and I'm not just talking about discipline. During softball games for PT (physical training), the team at-bat would have one of their own players pitch. The catch was that each batter only got one pitch to hit. If the pitch was out of the strike zone, or if the batter fouled it off, or if he swung and missed...if he or she in any way failed to put the pitch in play, he was out.

You could play an entire six-inning game in under 25 minutes. Maybe the military was on to something.

Bits of Tid

A female friend checked in this weekend to tell me that she had just submitted to her first "Brazilian". I know what the term means, but I'm not sure it's proper. I mean, why reduce one of the great nations of the world and all of its citizens to a waxing procedure? So I've come up with an alternative term that I'm submitting for your approval:

Glamazon

Hunh? Anyone?
And maybe some cosmetics company can develop an after-waxing balm for that most sensitive area. Aqua Vulva.

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Before Saturday's men's hoops matchup between Pittsburgh and Georgetown, you could log on to espn.com and read the site bill the game as a "classic". Really, a classic? Now I don't want to get all Mushnick on ESPN and college basketball in particular--kudos to them for sending Rece and Jay and Digger and Hubert on the road each Saturday in hopes of lassoing some of that "College Football Gameday" magic-- but nothing dictates how far college men's hoops have plummeted than describing a game between two teams featuring one, at most two, players that the average sports fan can even name a "classic".


There are no classics in men's college basketball anymore. Even Wisconsin-Ohio State, while a mildly entertaining game, didn't feel like a classic. It's not the game's fault, either. College teams--at least the very best ones--are a one-and-done proposition. You can keep Oasis together longer than you can an NCAA top seed these days.


I had to laugh during the Badger-Buckeye game when the ABC announcer described Ohio State's Mike Conley, Jr., as one of "the premier freshmen point guards" in the nation." Isn't the use of "freshmen" in that phrase redundant?


After all, what is "Senior Day" in college basketball these days other than a way to thank your benchwarmers for keeping the team GPA above 2.0?

Finally, how about Ohio State coach Thad Matta's strict observance of the "three-second rule" in that game? Matta got very excited (Thing We're All Sick of In Sports No. 129: Hyper-intense, belligerent college hoops coaches...that means you, too, Tom Crean) yelling at the officials and his gum flew out of his mouth onto the court. Only in front of 17,000 screaming fans and a national network audience, Matta bent down, picked up the wayward oral treat, and...popped it right back into his mouth.

And Billy Packer and his partner (Can't remember who the play-by-play man was) barely mentioned it. Are you kidding me? John Madden would have glama-strated that for the next eleven minutes!

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Spotted driving south on Broadway in Manhattan last Saturday afternoon, in freezing temps: man in a red convertible Mustang, with disco music blaring from his car stereo. License plate: MIDLICRI.

No, it wasn't me.


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Is it just me or does CNBC's Darren Rovell appear to be aiming to win the Rece Davis Doppelganger contest?


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Just wondering: Do comedians do encores? I mean, if they have a really, really strong set, do they run offstage, towel off, make quick (but sweet, sweet) love to a sixteen year-old, then return to the stage for two more jokes? And is the last one a bit of a downer just to send the audience off in a more somber mood? And what about the audience? Do you raise your lighter (or cellphone) to let the comedian know you want more? Do you break out into a "We Want Larry The Cable Guy!" chant.

Someone, answer these questions for me.

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There's a profile of a broadcaster in a certain magazine out right now. The broadcaster is late into his fifth decade on the planet and has always been one of my favorites (always a genius, he has never been more on top of his game). Yet what struck me iin the piece was the throwaway line regarding his girlfriend, "a 2005 graduate of of the University of California at Santa Barbara..."

To quote another one of my favorite broadcasters, Ron Burgundy, after Baxter ate an entire wheel of cheese, "How'd you do that? Heck, I'm not even mad; that's amazing."

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G.A. said:

So many places to go here.

First, so proud that "Aqua Vulva" made it online -- I'm sure the FCC forced it to go after the jump. Not since Seinfeld shouted "Mulva?" has that particular nether region gotten such pop-culture love. I'm not even sure the blog censors won't set off alarms for me writing it.

I'm hoping some other pro athlete can pick up an 80s-era video game nickname -- and I don't mean former Central Florida defensive back Atari Bigsby. Something like Frogger McKenzie, maybe a Digdug Thompson. Who wouldn't pull for a clumsy defensive lineman named Pitfall Wilson? You laugh, but two years from now, when Pong Johnson is in the Pro Bowl, you'll remember.

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