And lest anyone think I have an unreasoning obsession with getting Jim Tressel -- contrary to rumor, I don't dislike sweater vests -- let me assure you I think the NCAA is on shaky-like-pudding ground when it comes to pointing out the trangressions of others.
Not when it has this to answer for.
Talk about your conflicts of interest.
Or not, considering that public figures almost flaunt their conflicts of interest these days, secure in the knowledge that the masses don't seem to care. If they did, 90 percent of the country's politicians would either be out of work or doing something constructive with their lives, like directing patrons to the kitschy T-shirt aisle at Walmart.
Once upon a time, believe it or not, this wasn't so. If you pointed out that nine of the 11 people on the NCAA panel deciding the Fiesta Bowl's fate were guests of the Fiesta Bowl at a party-hearty retreat in 2008, there would have been genuine outrage. Now? Crickets, mostly.
I mean, gee, it's not like those panelists would be unduly influenced by free food, booze and assorted other goodies (insert eye-roll here). And, you know, who cares if this is only the latest example of the increasingly rampant corruption in big-time college sports (insert second eye-roll here)?
No worries. To paraphrase Clemenza in "The Godfather": Leave the ethics. Take the free stuff.