Archive for May, 2008

Is Rusty Hardin the Worst Lawyer Ever?

I’m not sure too many people are going to be hiring him in the future (although he did do some noble work in getting Enron off the hook). Here a few of Hardin’s shrewd moves so far.

Demanding a congressional hearing in which his client was repeatedly railed by the democratic members of Congress for being an arrogant liar—Somehow Hardin failed to foresee that the U.S. Government wouldn’t jump at the opportunity to clear the name of one of baseball’s most upstanding gentlemen. Additionally, Hardin let Clemens testify without any material beyond the “I worked hard” line he’d been peddling for the previous six weeks.

Filing a defamation lawsuit against Brian McNamee without knowing whether there was any information that could prove Clemens’ name was already defamed—Either McNamee was so naive he didn’t believe Roger Clemens’ copious extramarital affairs would effect the suit, or he didn’t bother to find out all the pertinent information about his client. Whatever the case, that’s not good frivolous lawsuit management. On the plus side, Mindy McCready’s mom say she thinks Clemens is clean—you know, because her underage daughter definitely would have told her if the married man she was having an affair with was using performance enhancing drugs.

Representing both Clemens and Andy Pettitte, the man who’s testimony contradicts that of Clemens—Yep, there’s nothing like representing the star witness for the other side. That’s a conflict of interest you can take all the way to the bank.

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Why Would Somebody Not Hire This Man?

Barry Bonds and Kenny Lofton are unsigned free agents. The MLB Players Association is so flabbergasted at this development they’ve launched an investigation. After all, why would nobody would be interested in a disgraced steroid user and a 41-year-old, zero-tool centerfielder?

Think about it. Bonds’ walks would more than make up for the biggest fan backlash in league history, and Lofton’s .300 slugging percentage would be a small price to pay for a guy so old you would need Torii Hunter to play the other two outfield positions.

Frankly, I’m surprised the MLBPA is stopping there. Why aren’t they also investigating how Mike Maroth remains a free agent? He had a 6.89 ERA last year and a 12.91 ERA in three Triple A starts this year.  Who doesn’t need that kind of production?

It’s obvious there’s some kind of owner collusion that’s designed to keep unproductive players out of baseball, and it’s nice to see the MLBPA has taken a break from fighting steroid testing in order to address it.

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At Least Eight Belles Didn’t Have a Rape Stand

After NBC’s Saturday broadcast of equine euthanasia, that same question keeps coming back? Why is dog-fighting universally lambasted as a despicable, barbaric activity while horse racing is given a free pass?

Granted they are not the same thing (the goal of a dogfight is for the dogs to be harmed, the goal of a horse race is for no animal to be harmed). But that doesn’t change the fact that in the end, both sports force animals to do something which might leave them dead just so humans can gamble. That’s the bottom line. It’s a point which cannot be disputed.

Another point which cannot be disputed is that if dogfighting fans and its participants were rich white people with political connections, and horse racing participants were poor, urban “lowlifes,” the two sports would be looked at in a different light.

I’m not a fan of PETA. I think there are much better things to fight for in this world than getting animals equal (or in some cases) better rights than humans. But it’s time that horse racing stopped getting a free pass.

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Attention Verizon Center Fans

When LeBron pays a visit to D.C. tomorrow night it’s time to step it up a notch. Forget simply booing. In honor of Brendan Haywood’s outstanding thespian performance I encourage all fans to serenade LeBron with their best impression of a 2-year-old’s tantrum every time he touches the ball. You could take it easy with a simple “Waaa, Waaa,” or you could be hardcore and go into full blown toddler wailing.

Ideally, an unique taunting sound will emerge—something along the lines the old Larry Murphy “Whoop, Whoop” turkey call. Every time LeBron steps foot in Washington I want his ears to let him know exactly what city he’s in.

Is LeBron actually acting like a baby? Only slightly. But when a guy lightly hits himself in the face with Darius Songaila’s arm and staggers backward like he just took a haymaker from Clubber Lang, he deserves more than just boos.

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