Fight FIght FIGHT For the cherry and the white!
Temple has won 3 football games in a row. They’re actually mathematically in competition for the lead in their conference. What school is this?
Fly on, baby. Fly on.
As the saying goes, pimpin’ ain’t easy, but how hard is hoein’? Apparently it’s harder than it should be.
A DEFENDANT accused of forcing a prostitute at gunpoint to have sex with him and three other men got lucky, so to speak, last week.
A Philadelphia judge dropped all sex and assault charges at his preliminary hearing.
Municipal Judge Teresa Carr Deni instead held the defendant on the bizarre charge of armed robbery for - get this - “theft of services.”
Unbelievable.
Deni told me she based her decision on the fact that the prostitute consented to have sex with the defendant.
“She consented and she didn’t get paid . . . I thought it was a robbery.”
Are you serious? It’s one thing for people to use the word ‘ho’ in conversation. It’s something altogether different for the justice system to fail to protect women just because they sell sexual services. Theft of services? That warrants some type of reprimand.
Sally Jenkins of the Washington Post is making entirely too much sense on this whole controversy over “performance enhancers.”
All sport is an effort to alter the body and change its chemistry. Nice as it is to believe that it should be a matter of pure hard work, just look at how athletes starve themselves on extreme diets or swallow insane dosages and mixtures of vitamins, manipulating their intake and fuels in “legal” but hardly natural ways. You can’t take a diuretic without getting a ban, but you can be anorexic. What sense does that make? You get a sanction for using EPO, but you can artificially — and legally — raise your red blood cells by 2 or 3 percentage points by sleeping in a $20,000 altitude tent, which is not especially good for you, and that’s if you can afford and find one, which a lot of athletes in Africa or Central America can’t.
Speaking of sports, I love coaching, but I’m not exactly waxing teary-eyed over the upcoming end of the JV football season. Before, I wondered how coaches could spend all day and all night at the gig. Now I know.
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