Try as he might, this rude, caustic athlete couldn't even kill himself correctly. I guess being knocked around on the field impaired his vision, or maybe it was the drugs, either way -- he's alive. I'm sure the number of people he has agrieved are not relieved with his resilience in the face of this "attempt". His publicist found him. How uncanny that a person vying to get a better reputation for this punk now has a pity card to play out, making him vulnerable regardless of his history of being a snotty jerk or any other deragatory comment that might be reasonably made.
Friday, September 29, 2006
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