Ron Artest -- You Are a Cancer and a Jerk

T.O., Ron Artest -- the poster boys for what is wrong with sports today. For many athletes it is all about ME, ME, ME. This is nothing new.

Ron Artest is a cancer. He ruined a season for his owners last year. He destroyed the team again this year demanding a trade and criticizing his owners, his coach, and teammates. He created a situation so divisive, he had to be left off the team. His request was granted, a trade was reportedly made.

Now, by a simple comment he may or may not have made, the trade is off. As with all Artest says, the story changes before the paragraph ends. How can you blame another team for being reluctant to take a gamble on this jerk? As soon as he, or his agent, tells Sacramento that Ron does not want to play there, the team backs away. Why should they take a chance the asshole will not sabotage their investment, just as he did in Indiana? He has pulled this "I do not want to play act before. Remember last year when he asked for time off to promote his fledgling record company?

Why should he play now? He is getting full pay to vacation. The Pacers have to pay him by contract. At some point they have to be able to make a case that his actions are detrimental to the organization. The Simons (owners of the Pacers and your local shopping mall) should take their chances in court. This guy has to go. Too bad he has already made enough money to keep his family from starving ( barely -- ask Spree!).

Be gone Ron Artest. Maybe if you get wet you will melt away like the Wicked Witch. Is that why you freaked out in Motown last year? We in the Hoosier Heartland are sick of your tired me-first act. Fuck off, go away, eat shit. Do something, just don't let the door hit you in the ass as you leave my state, you cancerous douchebag.


ed: Go here to read what should have happened to Artest. Brian is right on.