Every now and then, I’ll read about someone’s odd behavior, and it will just cause me to raise my eyebrows and leave them there for a few hours while I try to convince myself again that human beings really are inherently decent. This… is one of those stories.

Eric Klope, Casey Shumate, and Joe Razzano, reserves on the Kentucky Wildcats football team, were doing what all good student athletes do… and hanging out buck naked on their front porch. Nothing at all homoerotic about that.

Anyway, a couple of kids come riding by on their bikes, one 10 years old, and one 12. Klope and Shumate yell at them, while standing there, wangs dangling, mind you… “We are big fags … come up here so we can have a big orgy.”

Now there’s a good idea. Show the meat to a 10-year-old riding his bike, tell him you’re a “fag” and then proposition him. I just can’t imagine what would ever go wrong with that… How could that NOT turn out well?

The kids went home and told their parents, who called the cops, and the three proud Wildcats have been charged with indecent exposure. One has left the team, the other two will keep playing.

GO CATS GO!

Michael Jordan’s been working out with NBA players in Chicago, and reportedly “holding his own.” And this article at FoxSports.com, and Lang Whitaker at SLAMonline.com both report that Michael could be planning a return to the NBA… where he’d play for the Miami Heat. I give this rumor like a 3% chance of actually having some truth to it, but hey… stranger things have happened, and no one in history has had a stronger competitive desire than MJ, and those things just don’t go away because you want them to. I just hope it doesn’t happen, I hope the rumor is killed tomorrow, and MJ stays away. At a certain point, he comes a sideshow. An indordinate amount of attention is given to a guy who won’t be better than the 3rd-best player on his team, and simply can’t do anything to enhance his legacy. I don’t need to see it.

The fine folks at CBS are working on putting together a sitcom based around the life of Bob Knight. I can’t wait. Talk about one of the all-time comedy geniuses of all-time… Bob Knight was born to make us laugh. I think Bob Knight, and I think unbridled joy. I can’t wait to see the episode where he threatens someone with a bullwhip. Or the one where delivers this classic Bob Knight speech (highly recommended). Or the one where he throws a vase at an elderly secretary. Or the one where he accidentally shoots his pal in the woods. Or the very special episode when some crazy bastard has the audacity to say, “Hey Knight!” This should be hilarious. What two things could possibly go together better than Bob Knight and situation comedies. I can’t wait for the Saturday morning cartoon based on the life of Marge Schott.

Stewart Mandel does some research on the most consistently overrated and underrated teams in college football over the past 10 years. It may not shock you to learn that Notre Dame is one of the most consistently overrated teams… I wonder how that happened. His research also just happens to prove that the “west coast bias” is a myth.

He also gets into USC’s not-to-stellar performance this past weekend, and the possibility of Xavier Betta having to kick another potential game-winning field goal against Miami. I think it would be cruel to even ask him to… I’d forfeit the game before even putting him in that position again.

T’Wolves rookie Rick Rickert put a move on Kevin Garnett at an informal practice the other day, and scored on KG. According to Charley Walters of the St. Paul Pioneer Press, Garnett then punched him in the face.

I think those are outstanding leadership skills for the MVP to be displaying. That will really encourage the rookies on the team. You always want to send a message to the rookies that says, “If you try to get better, and you make some progress, and you score on me, I will beat the hell out of you.” Positive reinforcement at its best.

Rickert suffered a chipped tooth and needed seven stitches.

Barbara Bush: “[Jenna and Barbara] were a huge hit in Greece. George and I were a little concerned. The entire American wrestling team wanted to date them.” Um… I don’t think “date” is the word you’re looking for, there, Barbara. I don’t think any of the wrestlers were looking at the Bush twins and thinking, “I’d love to buy them some flowers and introduce them to mom.” Instead of “date,” “pound,” “drill,” “nail,” “tag-team,” and “gangbang” all seem like more appropriate choices.