Another day, another speciously sourced “report” that there’s some smoking gun, some damning evidence out there that Cam Newton was involved in his father’s ham handed attempt to trade his enrollment for cash. When does this get to the saturation point? When are people finally just going to sit back and call B.S. on all of these new reports? If you ask me, that day can’t come soon enough. The whole story is tired, there’s no new information, and the whole saga brings out the very worst of everyone: lazy journalists, message board crazies, and moral crusaders.
This “update” comes to us courtesy of National Football Post, who at least has the common decency to be skeptical about a “college football speaker” claiming that tapes exist proving Cam Newton knew his father solicited money from Mississippi State. As if Scott Moore‘s allegation that Cam was a willing participant wasn’t enough, we have a whole new unfounded claim: Tennessee was in on the bidding! Enough already. This Scott Moore is no more credible than any message board poster over at Tiger Droppings.
One of my favorite ongoing memes in this whole saga is the comparison to Reggie Bush. People love to point out that the NCAA didn’t act on the USC program until years later. That’s not because no wrongdoing had been found or proven until years later. It just took Yahoo! that long to shame the NCAA into finally acting on information everybody knew for years. There is very little, if any, parallel to Cam Newton. Everybody and their cousin has been researching, investigating, and digging into Cecil Newton, his church, his son’s trucking company, and all aspects of the Newtons’ lives. As of yet, nobody has been able to produce any solid evidence that A) Cam Newton knew about his father’s attempt to obtain money in exchange for his enrollment, or B) Cecil Newton did, in fact receive any money. There has been no evidence whatsoever. None. Zero.
To be honest, I’m tired of writing about this, tired of hearing about it, tired of thinking about it, and most of all, tired of hearing the righteous indignation of everyone that has an ax to grind or cause to promote. Enough is enough. Unless and until you’ve got something definitive, something that proves additional wrongdoing beyond a shadow of a doubt, just shut your mouth, and keep it to yourself. This has become the theater of the absurd.