Because it’s funny! To some of us, anyway. Here’s this obnoxious Midget Marinovich, heralded as some sort of secular Tebow, and he’s imploding his own career. Actually, the Marinovich comparison is wrong; Marinovich at least tried to have some semblance of a football career. I mean, the guy played in the CFL and the…

...you “couldn’t” care less. By saying “could” care less, you imply that you, well, could care less.

You’re right: we need to take the prospect of grown men wearing skin-tight pants slamming into each other until their brains are mush with a much more serious tone.

Because just like Tebow there is delicious schadenfreude in watching this arrogant prick get his nads raked over hot coal?

Day in rehab? I think it was 79 days in impatient rehab in just one of the stints. His own father says “he drinks to deal with the pressure” and he’s missing work responsibilities to go to Vegas. It’s a story because he’s clearly, and I mean completely fucking clearly, an alcoholic that needs help but instead is…

“Uh, yeah, my name is...Billy. Uh, Billy......Football.”