His opponent made some comment on a Sunday morning talk show or something.

Chuck Robb, if I recall.

Well goddamn, Paterno family, it’s a good thing you’re showing up here to piss into the wind for a bit, since we all had either forgotten about or stopped caring about what Paterno did or did not know.

Exactly. They had their out. We all moved onto Sandy Hook, until Manti Te’o started having phone sex with a dude.

A reporter asked North about it later and he said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear that. I was banging Fawn Hall while my family was at church.”

What he actually meant.

Them releasing it on a Sunday is awesome. I bet they do it after Sunday brunch.

There’s a documentary called A Perfect Candidate about Oliver North running for senate in 1994. His opponent made some comment on a Sunday morning talk show or something. A reporter asked North about it later and he said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear that. I was at church.”

I know it doesn’t really sound like that was worth telling, but he was just such a smug asshole about it. That’s a pretty good documentary.

Surprise finding No. 2: JoePa did not in fact shit his pants. He shit Joe Posnanski’s pants.

Yikes! Nada!

/Two’s in

Pride. It’s not like they don’t have the money to spend on it. Nor are the lacking in the delusions necessary to think this might work.

OK, Paternos. Say you’re successful clearing the name of dear ol’ Coach. So what?

Seriously, are the Paternos worried about civil suits down the road? I don’t know any other reasons why someone would cobble together 180 pages of “it wasn’t his fault. Blame the other guy”.