Mike Fisher covers the Dallas Cowboys for Scout.com and made news this week by being the one who, when Greg Hardy brought up how he’d like Gisele Bundchen and her sister to attend the game Sunday, followed it up with some weird question about Blake Bortles’ wife. His question was the drop in barometric pressure that created a weather front that caught him in a storm of excrement from a lot of female reporters wondering what Mrs. Bortles’ relative hotness has to do with anything.
Well, Fisher has fired back to offer an explaination for what he and Hardy were talking about. Sort of:
You are under no obligation to enjoy Greg Hardy’s clever press-conference persona and his dominant on-field history. Nor are you obligated to despise him because of his involvement in a May 2014 domestic-violence incident that he addressed in a Tuesday media session mostly with witty deflection and by-rote responses of “God bless you.” …
This is a definitely bright and probably complicated man who has decided that what he’ll wear on his sleeve is not emotions stemming from his allegedly heinous off-field act but rather, his sack totals — and his God … his undeniably charming personality is a valuable weapon.
Yes. I mentioned a “weapon.’’ As did Hardy — much to the fake-horror and headline-porn-hungry media is quick to note. …
How about women? Can Greg Hardy ever talk about women, as when he answered my question about whether opposing the Patriots’ Tom Brady this week makes his Dallas debut any more special, he replied: “I love seeing Tom Brady. He’s cool — Have you seen his wife? I hope she comes to the game. I hope her sister comes to the game, all her friends.” …
Is Hardy funny? Yes. Is it fair for the media to cherry-pick these statements, to bend them out of context, and to headline-porn the remarks (and in my case, the questions) into intentionally deceitful 140-character summations? No.
For reasons I can’t quite grasp, I want to be fair to Mike Fisher. Probably it’s just because I’m losing all tolerance for people who lay in the bushes in full camo, just waiting to take shots at the next person who expresses themselves for a living to say something dumb. Acting indignant about someone else’s opinion and demanding they lose their job is becoming America’s pastime, and my tolerance is down to zero for it. Also, Fisher peppered his piece with enough references to how reprehensible Hardy’s criminal acts were that I’m sure we can comfortably put him in the anti-throwing-your-girlfriend-onto-a-futon-covered-with-guns demographic.
But the rest of what he says is hot garbage. All the calls for understanding what Greg Hardy meant and to put his remarks in context or whatever are at best misguided and at worst disgusting. Hardy is a monster. An abusive, sadistic creep, and any attempt to couch that filthy clown show he put on as witty, charming and funny is like saying Hitler being nice to his dog shows he wasn’t all bad.
The fact that Hardy isn’t dumb and has the intelligence to crack jokes at his first presser just make him a worse excuse for a human being. He isn’t some damaged, inarticulate oaf. He’s got enough brains to know that the way he beats up girls is grotesque and does it anyway, with zero remorse makes it all the more indefensible. And believe me, no one in New England wants him close enough to any of the Bundchen sisters for them to be the next one slammed into his bathtub or dragged by the hair.
Fisher makes the point that the Cowboys aren’t the only team that makes deals with bad people in order to put a winner on the field. Which is true. But that doesn’t mean everyone covering those teams has to make a deal with the devil by making excuses for them.
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