This is apparently more than just a sports story: All-America linebacker for the Notre Dame Fighting Irish, BCS Number 1 ranked college football team in America (at the time, until they got their ass handed to them by a vastly superior team, Alabama, in the National Championship Game, but that's another story) had a girlfriend. Then she died of cancer. But she was just awesome and inspired ol' Manti to play his freakin heart out.
Just one problem: She didn't exist. Now, the pop culture commentators appear divided as to whether the All-America scholar-athlete (damn, I just love using that oxy-moron) was the victim of a hoax or did he make the whole thing up?
What does Mr. BAS think about this? I think a red-blooded male college football player who has to make up a girlfriend is a closeted homo. Not that there is anything wrong with being a homo, according to the standards of Hollywood and modern pop culture. Hell, every third show on t.v. today features some guy or gal who likes to hook up with guys or gals. In other words, they prefer playing with the same team. So to speak. I guess over the 13 years or so that I played football, statistically, I had at least 26 non-heterosexuals on my teams through the years. As long as they kept their privates "preference" private, and did their job, I would not have cared.
If all this was in reality was a young kid trying to get some Heisman Trophy attention by making up some tear jerker story about some dead girl, he failed. He should have just come out as the first openly gay Heisman Trophy candidate. Now, that would have generated all kinds of publicity. Since publicity, apparently, was what young scholar-athlete Manti Te'o wanted.
