Uh, uh, check the rhyme...Just some quick hits (and a throwaway reference to one of the best hip hop albums of all time) before I take off for the weekend:
Al Wallace will be fined $7,500 for his late hit on Chris Simms, which was widely believed to rupture Simms' spleen. Wallace told reporters he was physically sick after that game, claiming he didn't want to "jeopardize anybody's health that way."
Not sick? Steve Smith. Reports out of Charlotte indicate that the YACrabbit's hamstrings are finally at 100%, and he should be at full strength for Sunday's game against the New Orleans Saints in Charlotte. That spells trouble for the Saints' secondary.
Oh, and while we weren't looking, Pete Prisco of CBS Sportsline decided to start drinking the Keyshawn kool-aid...
But what's Keyshawn if he doesn't have gall? What's a YACrabbit if he ain't got the ball? What's football if it doesn't have violence? Chill for a minute, Doug E. Fresh said silence...He might have screamed loudly -- and wrote a book -- and he has been involved in his share of controversies over the years, but Johnson seems to be at peace with his lot in life, playing second-fiddle -- being the other guy -- to star Steve Smith on the Panthers.
That can be tough to take for some receivers, particularly a guy like Johnson whose ego rivals any I've encountered. But, so far, Johnson hasn't griped, hasn't called for the ball. What we have is a more mature Keyshawn Johnson.
And you know what: Give me 22 like him and I'll play anybody, anywhere.
