My wife caught the story on NFL bounty hunting before I did. She asked me about it on Friday night. I had to admit my shock, but no, I’m not really surprised.
It does point out the hypocrisy in pro football on the part of active players who have yet to arrive at either an untimely death or residence in an assisted living center.
The coaches are even worse. But like the players, they’re only out for the cash rewards of competition. Good thing it doesn’t count against the salary cap, eh?
I’ve long thought Roger Goodell was a most unconvincing man as a commissioner. If he’s going to penalize players for illegal and dangerous hits, it will indeed be interesting to see what happens with the Saints scandal. Or any other team morally challenged.
Wins and losses are tallied mostly by players who run, pass, throw, and kick the ball. A tackle will net you two measly points–less than a field goal–only in select circumstances. In his mind former Saint coordinator Gregg Williams may think this is a Dorothy Hamill sport in which you get extra
style points money for sending a player to a hospital. But in football, there shouldn’t be grace points for the simple competitiveness of it all. Six, three, two, and one. These are good, simple numbers. 1,500 is an obscenity.
This is what I would like to see happen:
– The New Orleans Saints should forfeit all 2012 draft picks.
– The team needs to cough up a seven or low eight-figure fine.
– As player contracts expire, the New Orleans salary cap should shrink until an additional $50 million is donated to players’ retirement. The team should be prevented from cutting players under contract until the penalty is paid.
– Gregg Williams needs a lifetime ban from the NFL. Maybe after five years, that ban could be reevaluated.
– Head coach Sean Payton should probably receive a one to two-year suspension.
I think that would send a message that needs to be sent. Those post-game smiles and glad-handing between players will still continue. But I’ll tell you: if I played on a clean team, and I found out those chumps on the coaching staff were out to get me and my teammates, I’d be heading straight to the locker room after the next game.
Pro sports is in an awful state. I still haven’t reassembled all my old sports bookmarks after the recent browser setback. I’m not inclined to go back to my daily and weekly haunts just yet, either.