Suicide, It's a Suicide
Admittedly, I know next to nothing about sports. Sorry. I once considered trying to learn more about them, so that I could be the next Bomani Jones, but I figured that would take way more time than it's worth.
Plus, sports are retarded.
That said, I've been following the Terrell Owens saga for the past couple of years to the extent that it's been covered as if it was actual news. When I caught him on some talk show earlier this year, promoting some book he couldn't possibly have written, I knew something about him wasn't quite right.
Apparently, last night he tried to commit suicide by overdosing on a shiteload of painkillers. I'm sure the implications are vast and myriad, but I'm mostly at a loss.
In semi-related news, I got that new Killers album, but I haven't heard it yet. Also, who was it that said that Lupe would outsell Method Man and the Roots? Sounds like someone owes Bol a free shake in his choice of chocolate or vanilla. No Richard Simmons.