A top official with the NFL made a stunning admission Monday, agreeing with a neuropathologist before a Congressional panel that a link exists between football-related brain injuries and chronic traumatic encephalopathy (CTE). The league had never before publicly acknowledged such a connection.

A “stunning admission”? Surely they jest, n’est-ce pas? To whom would this be “stunning” – someone from Mars? Certainly not to anyone who’s lived in America over the last decade.

No, all that is happening is the NFL, which is not run by hard-core H. Monastic-leaning, corrupt politicians devoted to denying anything that threatens their place at the trough (think man made climate change/global warming), has decided to get out ahead of the problem. 1

Because the NFL is instead run by hard-nosed businessmen, people who have convinced the citizens of multiple American cities to foot the bill for their $100 million-plus stadiums, people who have forever so overcharged for their product that Joe Baller thinks it’s normal to pay $10 for a Bud Lite, people who make decisions based solely on ROI.

Unlike politicians, NFL owners know they need to control & contain the damage: from this day forward NO ONE who plays football should be able to claim monetary damages for CTE: The medical evidence has long been in on the causation and the NFL has officially confirmed it – if you play football you have a significant chance of developing CTE.

Legally speaking? Going forward it’s just another waiver – If you continue to play the sport knowing the risks, well…it’s your brain, bubba. 2 3


Show 3 footnotes

  1. If by “get ahead” one means “okay, we’ve stalled as long as we could; time to cut our losses; pay past claims and set up a firewall against all future claims.”
  2. Or, you know, was
  3. We’ll say it again – football as an organized sport should be phased out in this country – there’s not a single good reason for its continuance.

Minnesota Vikings’ Donut Club

“We just like to see commitment from guys. We need to see proof that you want to be a part of this club and want to be part of something bigger than yourself.”

That quote isn’t just another cliché being spewed by an NFL player about next week’s game. It’s a passionate explanation from veteran linebacker Chad Greenway about a different kind of club that meets early on Saturday mornings and follows a rule book that’s nearly as detailed as the league’s: The Minnesota Vikings’ Donut Club.

By even acknowledging its existence, Greenway has already broken the first rule of Donut Club. “I’m now getting yelled at for talking about it,” he says. “It’s like Fight Club. You’re going to get me in trouble.”

Donut Club has its roots in the 2008 season, when starting quarterback Gus Frerotte brought a few dozen donuts into the training room one Saturday morning. 1 They were devoured in a matter of minutes, and it became a regular thing. “I just kept bringing donuts in because it’s a great thing to see when a guy sees fresh, big-ass donuts and they want to eat them,” says Frerotte, who retired after that ’08 season, his 15th in the NFL. If he returned to the Vikings’ training room now, he wouldn’t recognize the cult-like institution that grew from his humble act of generosity.

The Donut Club has a governing body, uniform, membership requirement, schedule and strict guidelines to ensure proper etiquette. “I had no idea that they turned it into a club,” Frerotte said from his home in the Pittsburgh area, unaware of his legacy. “I love that there are rules. That’s what makes the game fun. It’s really nice to have a common bond about something stupid like that.”


The rules of Donut Club, as established by the board, have never been written down.

Until now.

Minnesota Vikings’ Donut Club

Show 1 footnote

  1. The donuts come from a local concern – YoYo Donuts. And because I know what you’re thinking…Delivery: Yes. $75 minimum order, within reasonable distance. Call Us! So if you want some you’re going to have to drive/fly up to Minnetonka, MN, yourself.

Carlos Beltran

The Young Carlos Beltran at The Ready

WTF? You just signed me and you’re already thinking about trading me, aren’t you? Admit it, you pussies! Cowards! Why the hell did you waste a draft pick on me then? Fuckin chinga tu madre muthafuckers!

The Royals’ push to reacquire free-agent outfielder Carlos Beltran accelerated Tuesday in face-to-face meetings and negotiations at Kauffman Stadium.

The Royals chose not to comment beyond confirmation that talks with Beltran took place.

This is my fault.

Back in October I glibly remarked that Beltran would look good in Royals blue. Okay okay, truth: I was snarkily commenting on the Royals’ historical propensity for drafting outstanding players then dumping them as soon as they wanted ‘real’ money.

I should have also mentioned the equally obnoxious flip side of that particular coin: the Royals’ weird fetish for (re)acquiring excellent players, after their prime, and then paying them ‘real’ money.

Carlos Beltran is a perfect example.

The Star suggests that should the Royals nab Beltran they could lease out ol’ BBQ Billy, saving themselves $20.5 million over a couple of years. That’s almost correct: Beltran is said to want $15 million for two or three years, so at the most you ‘save’ $5 million.

But baseball is NOT about saving money. 1

Baseball, like most sports, is about winning. And how one wins. And one doesn’t win by trading for power hitters past their prime.

Yes, I know Beltran passed Ruth this fall for number of dingers struck in post-season.

Yes, I’ve seen Beltran’s total numbers for post-season play. Who hasn’t?

Beltran's Post-Season Numbers

Know what I haven’t seen, though? The Royals in any post-season play since ’85.

So what, exactly, does a 37 year old Beltran buy the Royals they don’t already have in BBQ Billy? 2

No, let the Yankees, Boston or Seattle make an idiotic, outrageous offer for Beltran and save the Royals from themselves.

And, again, let me apologize for even raising the subject; I know how stupid the Royals can be in these things.

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Show 2 footnotes

  1. That’s right, I looking at YOU, Mr. David “I’m As Tight As Bark On A Tree” Glass.
  2. My working hypothesis is that signing a marquee player buttresses Kansas City’s opinion of itself; “Look, ma, we’re star worthy!” More money in this town has been wasted on appearances than a other reason.