So, I haven’t been inspired to write–you know, with all the lock outs and all–it’s been a rough couple weeks… [That’s not the real reason. It just sounded all sincere so I gave it a try.]… Trust me, there isn’t a lack of interesting and writable stories, but for me, the stories have to stir something up within in. And one such story did just that…

Let’s cut to the chase… Why would anyone marry Pittsburgh Steelers’ quarterback, Ben Roethlisberger? I could end it right there. I was totally stunned by the news. The end of the NFL lockout totally paled in comparison to the Big Ben news, and hence my question of ‘What in the world?’…

I get it… I get it. The whole character rebuild thing. He’s a changed man. Yes, that’s great. But uh rah, you don’t see Michael Vick opening an animal shelter, do you?┬áIt would be the same thing.

You know, I’m all for rehabbing and being all you can be. And, I am the last person in the position to judge someone else, but really? Really, Sir? Last year you had this whole bar and woman and non-consensual thing going on. And now you’re married? The lesson here is quite self explanatory but if you like it Ben, I love it… Mazel Tov!

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