As I watch the news — simultaneously heartbreaking and infuriating — coming out of France, I’m saddened by Western society’s love affair with big trucks. These are trucks that are designed only for industrial use and serve only one purpose — to deliver industrial loads. Civilians don’t need a box truck to haul stuff around! These trucks have no business in the hands of civilians.
It’s a shame that it’s easier for a kindergartener to get his hands on a steering wheel than it is for him to get his hands on a book.
The terrorist in Nice had a criminal record but was still able to rent a truck. That’s a travesty. We must enact sensible vehicle laws that keep trucks out of the hands of criminals. No one is talking about infringing upon your rights. We aren’t coming after your pickup truck. You can keep your F150. But you don’t need a box truck to move your furniture.
Too soon? Well, yes, I suppose it is. But we all know that if Mohamed Bouhlel had used an AR-15 to mow down a crowd of people, the anti-gun politicians would have already jumped on it. They would’ve blamed the “military-style assault weapons,” they would’ve blamed Americans’ love of guns and they would’ve demanded that law-abiding gunowners go to the families of the victims in Nice and explain why they should have the right to own guns. Yet they would’ve ignored the fact that yet another mass murder has been committed.
It’s convenient to have a scapegoat to blame these senseless mass murders on, but an AR-15 has never been used to kill 80+ and injure dozens more in a single setting. In the right environment, anything is a weapon. And an evil-minded perpetrator hell-bent on inflicting as much terror and torture as possible will use whatever weapon he has at his disposal. Maybe it’s a gun like in Orlando. Maybe it’s a bomb like in Boston. Maybe it’s a truck like in Nice. Or maybe it’s a passenger jet like in New York City.
The fact that all of these tragedies were carried out in the name of Allah, the fact that innocents — including at least 10 children in Nice — are being slaughtered in the ideology of radical Islam, remains the elephant in the room. How absurd is it that the very same politicians who refuse to participate in a moment of silence for terrorism victims because they want to protest the other side’s silence on guns are likewise silent on the issue of radical Muslims who are infiltrating normal society and carrying out these deadly acts?
Meanwhile Donald J. Trump may be the most dangerous presidential candidate to ever seek the White House, but every time one of these incidents occur — whether here or abroad — it plays into his hands because it strengthens his argument that America must tighten down on its immigration laws.
STUNNING FOOTAGE: You can put a Go Pro on just about anything. Someone put one on an eagle as it ascended from the top of the Burj kalifa in Dubai, the world’s tallest building. That’s a drop of more than 2,700 ft.
You mean this actually might be a problem? Huh. Imagine that. I thought the bathroom laws were just about discriminating against the 1% of Americans who choose to identify as the opposite gender.
POLITICS SPILLS INTO BASKETBALL: New York’s ban on state-sponsored travel to North Carolina due to the Tarheel State’s new law requiring people to use the bathroom of the gender that matches their birth certificate is costing Duke a basketball game.
So, you tell me if I’ve got this right: The kids who chose to play basketball at Albany are losing what might be the most anticipated game of their career — a chance to travel to one of college basketball’s most storied venues and play one of college basketball’s most elite programs, a stage most of those players would never see otherwise. They’re losing it because of a state law that doesn’t affect any of them, a state law that was not decided by anyone who plays or coaches at Duke, all because New York Gov. Andrew Cuomo wants to make a political statement.
Remind me again which side of this issue it is that is supposedly closed-minded and intolerant? Because from where I stand it’s kinda hard to tell.
BE AFRAID OF PEOPLE LIKE THIS: In explaining why he’s rooting for Hillary Clinton to “crush” Donald Trump, the NYT’s Thomas Friedman tells us why an autocracy would be better than America’s current two-party democracy. This is the kind of people your father warned you about.
As a kid and a young adult, I had the privilege of rooting for two of the greatest athletes to ever play their respective positions in their respective sports. And both of them, Peyton Manning and Tim Duncan, were among the best sportsmen to ever play their respective sports. Both have retired this year following long and illustrious careers that will eventually land them in the Hall of Fame.
It wasn’t because of their character that I became fans of Manning, who retired after winning the Super Bowl in January, or Duncan, who retired yesterday. As a teenager, you don’t necessarily care about character. I suppose the away-from-the-game side of Manning and Duncan was just an added bonus.
I was a Peyton Manning fan because he played at the University of Tennessee. It was as simple as that. He endeared himself to UT fans because of the way he played the game, but especially because he made the decision to stick around for one final season before jumping to the NFL. Heath Shuler, Tennessee’s last Heisman Trophy candidate quarterback before Manning, decided to forego his senior season of eligibility to enter the NFL Draft. Few Tennessee fans seriously followed his short NFL career, which began with the Washington Redskins and ended with the New Orleans Saints. But because Manning gave his all to the school and program that all of East Tennessee loved, most of East Tennessee instantly became Indianapolis Colts fans when Manning signed in 1998, then switched their allegiance to the Denver Broncos when Manning signed there towards the end of his career. Along the way, they watched the best quarterback to ever play at the University of Tennessee go on to arguably become the best quarterback to ever play, period.
I was a Tim Duncan fan because he signed with the San Antonio Spurs. I don’t remember exactly when I became a Spurs fan, but it was sometime in the late 1980s. I found — and bought — a David Robinson t-shirt at Walmart. I had some Robinson trading cards. I started following the box scores in the Knoxville News Sentinel every day. And, on clear nights, I could just barely pick up the AM radio station out of San Antonio — WOAI 1200 — just well enough to listen to the games.
As much as I was a fan of David Robinson — his quadruple double against the Pistons in 1994 and his 71 points against the Clippers a couple of months later to wrap up that season’s scoring title over Shaquille O’Neal — it was Duncan who was the missing link that made the Spurs great.
When Robinson suffered a season-ending injury in 1996, San Antonio limped to a league-worst record of 20-62, won the lottery that gave it the rights to the No. 1 pick in the 1997 NBA Draft, and the rest is history.
It was no secret that Tim Duncan, who was a star at Wake Forest, was going to be the top overall pick in 1997. But no one foresaw that pick going to the Spurs when the season began. The Spurs were coming off two seasons that featured 59 and 62 wins, respectively, and had signed former All-Star Dominique Wilkins.
But Robinson missed the first 18 games of the season with an injury. Three-point specialist Chuck Person was also injured. The Spurs were just 3-15 in that stretch, and general manager Gregg Popovich fired head coach Bob Hill, naming himself as Hill’s replacement.
I was convinced that Popovich, who had coached a Division III college team to a national championship in the 1980s but had never coached a minute of NBA ball, purposely timed his firing of Hill. I remain convinced of that to this day, even though the hatred I felt for Popovich at that point has evolved into admiration.
You see, when Popovich fired Hill, Robinson was set to return to the court. It wasn’t hard to envision the storyline. The Spurs had struggled to start, mostly because of injuries. But with Robinson back, the club was almost certain to rebound, and Popovich would be regarded as a savior.
Instead, Robinson played just six games before being injured again — and this time he was out for the season. Popovich and the Spurs won just 17 games the rest of the way, losing 47. It likely wasn’t the season that he had envisioned.
But, ironically, it reversed the Spurs fortunes from that moment to this day, 19 years later.
I remember precisely where I was when the Spurs won the draft lottery in 1997: in the living room of our family home on Black Creek, a high school senior. I remember precisely my reaction: jumping onto the couch with both feet and pumping my fist. The Spurs had just landed Tim Duncan.
I haven’t watched a lot of NBA as an adult, but I never miss the Spurs games. Watching Robinson and Duncan — and, later, Duncan, Tony Parker and Manu Ginobili — has been a privilege and a pleasure. The Spurs have won 1,072 games since drafting Duncan and have lost only 438. It’s the best 19-year stretch in NBA history, and Duncan and Popovich have won more games together than any player-coach combination in history.
Along the way, the Spurs never failed to make the playoffs and won five championship rings. Tim Duncan was a 15-time all-star and rides off into the sunset widely regarded as the best power forward in the history of the game.
A quiet, stoic player on the court, Duncan wasn’t about accolades or individual attention. He just wanted to win championships, and he did that very well. In that regard, he was very much like Peyton Manning: he let his playing do the talking for him. One leaves as perhaps the best quarterback to ever play, the other leaves as perhaps the best power forward to ever play. Both leave champions because of the way they conducted themselves both during and away from the games.
It was just by chance that my sports fandom revolved around two athletes so gifted and so respected. But it’s safe to say that professional sports may never see another duo like those two — not at the same time, anyway.
It was already going to be a little different watching NFL games this fall. Now it’ll be a little different watching NBA games this winter. I was a sports nut as a teen and remain very much a sports enthusiast as an adult…but never in my adult life have I watched football or basketball that didn’t involve Peyton Manning and Tim Duncan.
Thanks for the memories, Timmy. Enjoy your retirement.
‘OUR WHITENESS IS THE COLOR OF SHAME’: If I live to be 100, I’ll never understand the thought process that we should apologize for our race or nationality. We are truly living amongst misguided fools.
When incidents like this occur, there’s a big chunk of our citizenry that feels as if, because of the color of their skin, they are not being treated the same, and that hurts, and that should trouble all of us. This is not just a black issue, not just a Hispanic issue. This is an American issue that we should all care about.
Those were the words of President Barack Obama after 32-year-old Philando Castile was shot to death in St. Paul, Minn., earlier this week.
Never mind that the only publicly-available video of the incident showed a dying Castile slumping in his seat after the shots were fired. Never mind that the only side of the story we’ve heard is that of Castile’s girlfriend, Diamond Reynolds.
Operating with only one side of the story, with only half the facts, President Obama declared that what happened was the fault of the police officer — because Castile was a black man. And, he said, “that should trouble all of us.”
Fast-forward to this morning. Five police officers dead in Dallas. Seven more injured. A 25-year-old black man in custody. A “black power” group taking credit and promising more execution of police officers.
The blood of Dallas is on your hands, Mr. President.
It’s on your hands and the hands of every other politician and media figure who has used officer-involved shootings to fan the flames of racial strife regardless of the facts or circumstances.
It’s on your hands because you told your audience that black men are killed by police officers as a holdover from the racial violence of the ‘60s, saying that perhaps within your children’s lifetimes, “all the vestiges of that past will have been cured.” It’s on your hands because you told your audience that police officers — not just white officers, apparently; the officer in St. Paul was Asian — kill black men because there is “racial disparity that exists in our criminal justice system.”
Time and again, Mr. President, you have used your platform as leader of the free world to wade into the sewage of racial discord, judging police officers without being armed with the facts. Now you’ve persuaded other politicians to your side, like Minnesota Governor Mark Dayton, who proclaimed that the St. Paul incident would not have occurred “if the driver were white.”
If you want to use the video of the shooting that occurred just a few days earlier in Baton Rouge, La., to claim that officers in that situation acted wrongly, fine. The video by itself is damning, showing white officers shooting a black man multiple times in the back as he was on the ground and subdued, although struggling.
But in Minnesota, you have no clue whether the officers acted inappropriately. You’re using one woman’s story to judge the actions of the officer…the story of a woman who clearly has an agenda.
Before Castile was dead, his girlfriend was live-streaming on Facebook. It seems . . . weird. Weird that Reynolds had the presence of mind to pull up Facebook and begin live-streaming seconds after her boyfriend was shot multiple times just a couple of feet away from her. The way she was so calm, poised and collected.
That doesn’t mean she’s a liar, of course, but it just seems strange. As if she was expecting conflict and already had Facebook pulled up on her phone and ready to go.
The officer who shot Castile was much more distraught than Reynolds was. His voice betrays him. He is clearly beside himself at what he felt forced to do.
Maybe he didn’t have to. Maybe the man was simply reaching for his wallet. Maybe the officer wrongly felt threatened because the man had already told him he was a carry permit holder and was armed. Maybe he even felt threatened because the man was black.
And if that’s the case, maybe the Asian officer just doesn’t like black people. Or maybe he fears black people because there’s a larger cultural problem that stirs fear of black suspects among police officers. That wouldn’t make it any less of a problem, but it would certainly change the narrative. It would mean that the officer wasn’t motivated by malicious racism. It would mean that this is a problem that must be addressed not by reforming police departments but by addressing issues of crime and perception.
But maybe the officer had good reason to be afraid. Maybe Castile was reaching for his gun, as the officer said.
We don’t know. We have seen no video except the video taken by a remarkably calm and collected girlfriend as her boyfriend sat dying in the seat next to her.
We can say that Castile doesn’t fit the profile of a wanna-be cop-killer. He was by all accounts a good man, who snuck kids extra crackers at his job as a cafeteria employee. He had no serious criminal record. He wasn’t being stopped for anything other than a busted taillight.
But we still don’t know. We’re still armed with only half the facts.
As an assistant D.A. in my hometown said yesterday, you don’t form conclusions until you have 99% of the facts.
But that didn’t stop the Governor of Minnesota and the President of the United States from forming their conclusions with only 50% of the facts. It didn’t stop them from driving the racial wedge by standing in front of reporters and blaming not just that cop in St. Paul but cops everywhere.
They fanned the flames and now four police officers are dead.
And some are saying that’s a good thing.
And America is worse off for all this jumping to conclusions and irrational, emotional-based knee jerking.
Race relations are being set back 50 years right before our very eyes. Where are our leaders who are interested in finding solutions rather than fanning flames?
Florida Congresswoman Corrine Brown has been indicted on federal charges.
That has nothing to do with anything, except it’s a good opportunity to pull this back up, which never gets old:
I realize this is a rhetorical question, or at least a bit of a redundant one, but why does Hillary Clinton get a free pass from the mainstream media?
In the days since the FBI recommended no criminal charges against the presumptive Democrat nominee for president, the glee and cheerleading from America’s leading newspapers has been mind-numbing, even to those of us who are accustomed to the mainstream media’s thinly veiled biases.
We’re accustomed to seeing raw emotion on blogs and other websites that are intended to be partisan. You expect to see the Drudge Report and the Weekly Standard railing against James Comey’s decision, just as you expect to see the Huffington Post and Daily Kos applauding it. But the rush to praise the decision by the editorial boards of the Washington Post, the New York Times, the L.A. Times and others is revealing.
None of them, meanwhile, expanded on the fact that — in addition to Comey’s scathing rebuke of Clinton — he essentially revealed that she lied about the nature of the emails stored on her private servers.
For the past year, Clinton has blatantly lied about the use of private email servers during her tenure as secretary of state. Clinton has insisted on numerous occasions that she did not send or receive information on the private servers that was marked classified. Yet the FBI’s investigation found that more than 100 emails Clinton sent or received contained information that was marked classified at the time.
The editorial board of the Washington Post has been banging the drum on Donald Trump’s reckless disregard for the truth for months, yet is strangely silent when the shoe is on the other foot. In fact, the Post’s editorial today was about “Republicans attacking Mr. Comey for doing his job.”
Seriously. That’s the best the Post can come up with. They’re blasting Republicans for criticizing the FBI’s decision to not press charges, yet they’re unwilling to hold Clinton’s feet to the flames for consistently lying to the American people for the past 12 months.
The Post has rightly told us over and over that Trump’s behavior is unbecoming of someone wanting to be president. But is Hillary Clinton’s wanton disregard for the truth not also conduct unbecoming of a presidential hopeful?
The truth is that America is in a miserable pickle. Out of 318 million people, these two — a bigoted braggart and an amoral liar — are the best we can find to lead this nation. But why does the mainstream media insist on attempting to bury one while propping the other up? Let’s just tell it like it is and admit that they’re both terrible choices to occupy the White House.
It didn’t really generate many headlines, but former Kingdom Heirs front man Steve French died June 22 in a double-suicide in West Virginia. Authorities say he and his girlfriend, Lindsey Hudson, 29, were on the run from police when they jumped to their deaths from a bridge over the New River Gorge.
It was his relationship with Hudson that led to his departure from the band he founded and managed for more than 30 years.
The Kingdom Heirs have been a resident Southern Gospel band at Pigeon Forge’s Dollywood theme park since the park’s inception (it was formerly Silver Dollar City). Steve French founded the band with his brother, Kreis French, who still plays guitar for the group, in 1981. He sang baritone with the group and served as emcee until unexpectedly announcing that he was retiring in December 2014.
It didn’t take long, of course, for news to emerge that French had left his wife of 33 years and was in a relationship with Hudson, who reportedly also worked at Dollywood.
Exactly what happened between that time and when Sevier County authorities issued capias warrants for the couple’s arrests — presumably for failing to appear in court — has been kept out of the public eye. But a post about French’s retirement on this blog back in 2014 generated considerable comments from people who hinted that French and Hudson were engaged in unlawful activities. Those comments did not appear on the blog, because I refuse to approve comments that levy serious accusations against someone without proof. Eventually, comments on the post were closed. None of those commenting ever specified exactly what it was that French and his new fiance were supposed to have done.
In any event, it’s a disappointing end for what was in many ways the glue that held together what I’ve long considered to be the best quartet in Southern Gospel music.
Meanwhile, the Kingdom Heirs continue to perform at Dollywood during much of the year, and tour during the off-season. Lead singer Arthur Rice, who has been with the group since 1995 and is currently president of the Southern Gospel Music Association, has long seemed to set the tone and direction for the group. He seems sincere, in addition to being one of the most talented lead singers in Southern Gospel music.
Representing the Scott County Adventure Tourism Committee — which is appointed by Scott County Commission and of which I am a member — I appeared before County Commission’s Intergovernmental Committee Tuesday to request the county adopt a resolution authorizing ATV travel on River Road outside Huntsville.
As a journalist who covers County Commission meetings from the back of the room, it was awkward to be asked to be a part of the meeting at the front of the room by presenting the committee’s recommendation. Nevertheless, it’s an important step that Scott County needs to take to accommodate tourism. Allow me to explain why by first giving some of the background.
I get that the Washington Post is a left-leaning newspaper that caters to left-leaning readers. I get that the newspaper is newly owned by Amazon’s Jeff Bezos, and that Bezos has ample reason to both loath and fear a Donald Trump White House, given the comments Trump has made about him.
But the WaPo’s incessant editorializing against Trump have advanced from the realm of nonsensical and are simply laughable.
The Post has editorialized against Trump multiple times each week since the real estate mogul became a leading candidate for the Republican nomination, and has upped the rhetoric since he became the presumptive nominee.
But of all those editorials that the WaPo’s editorial board have penned, perhaps none are as silly as the latest one. In it, the Post claims attempts to link Trump to ISIS’s recent terror attacks in the Middle East, citing Trump’s anti-Islamic rhetoric and the series of attacks as proof that Trump shouldn’t be president.
Obviously I agree with the Washington Post that Trump should not be president, but to in a round-about way blame a man who is not president and has never been for terrorist attacks that are occurring halfway around the world is quite a reach, even for the Post.
Quite frankly, the Post should do journalism a favor and move on from its Trump obsession. It’s unhealthy. It’s unhealthy for journalism and it’s bound to be unhealthy for the editorial board.
UT SETTLES TITLE IX LAWSUIT: The University of Tennessee has settled with a group of eight plaintiffs who brought a federal Title IX lawsuit against the university.
In a nutshell, the university pays $2.48 million to the plaintiffs and their attorneys, admits no guilt, and gets an admission from the plaintiffs that they’re satisfied with the progress the university has made and know that UT is committed to becoming a model in its response to sexual assaults on campus.
YOU EXPECTED DIFFERENT? Conservatives are acting with disdain this afternoon because the FBI is not recommending criminal charges against Hillary Clinton. But is anyone really surprised? Frankly, I think it would have been a far greater surprise if Comey had recommended charges, which would have caused equal disdain from the left. That doesn’t mean Comey’s report isn’t damning, because it is. Expect many, many GOP ads this fall centered around the soundbites of Clinton and her staff being “extremely careless” and the “hostile players” bit. Comey’s statement makes it clear that Clinton directed the State Department in a reckless manner.
MATT DAMON WANTS GUN BAN: Matt Damon wants an Australia-style gun ban in the U.S.
“It’s wonderful what Australia did because you guys haven’t had a mass shooting since you went, ‘No, we’re going to be sensible about this.’ And nobody’s rights have been infringed, you guys are fine.
No word from the Jason Bourne actor on what role gun violence in movies plays in American crime.
‘IF THIS IS SUCCESS WE’D HATE TO SEE FAILURE’: As I read this, I’m reminded of Baghdad Bob’s denial that American troops were in Baghdad as tanks rolled nearly over the top of his press conference.
Days after the Islamic State of Iraq and the Levant claimed responsibility for the deadliest terrorist bombing to hit war-weary Iraq in nearly a decade and recent attacks have jolted Bangladesh and Saudi Arabia, Deputy Secretary of State Tony Blinken on Tuesday claimed that it is more evidence the terror network is on the run.
“Territory matters a great deal,” Blinken told CNN’s “New Day,” explaining the group’s territorial holdings in Iraq and Syria as an attractive pull, along with control of oil and other resources. “If you take that away from them, if you take the foundation away, the whole edifice starts to crumble. And that’s why we see them lashing out in different places.”
My weekly newspaper column:
Tennesseans loved Pat Summitt, even if they weren’t necessarily basketball fans.
It wasn’t because she was the best coach to ever grace the hardwood — though she was. Her 1,098 wins and eight national championships speak for themselves.
It wasn’t because she was a pioneer — though she was that, too. When she started, women’s basketball was merely an afterthought. The fans didn’t care, the universities didn’t offer support and the media didn’t care. She drove the team bus, placed the chairs before the games, and washed the uniforms after the games. When she had finished, the ladies had a place right alongside the men on the hardwood, playing to sold-out arenas, on national TV and with multimillion-dollar university budgets.
It wasn’t even because she obliterated every glass ceiling that remained for women in the realm of athletics — and, yes, she did that as well. UConn coach Geno Auriemma has surpassed Summitt’s national championship tally and may ultimately catch her in the wins column — he would be the first college basketball coach, men’s or women’s, to do so — but how much of his success would have been possible if Summitt hadn’t blazed the trail ahead of him? By the time Geno won his first national title in 1995, Summitt — who won her first in 1987 — had broken through most of those glass ceilings.
No, Tennesseans loved Pat Summitt because she was the very best off the court as well as on it.
After nearly four decades in the coaching industry, pioneering the women’s game, giving ladies the opportunity to play for pay and to play on national stages just like men, winning nearly 1,100 games and defeating 85 percent of the opponents she faced, the worst anyone could say of Pat Summitt is that she accused her fiercest rival of cheating.
Except for the coffeeshop gossipers who blamed her 2007 divorce from RB Summitt on baseless accusations that are better suited for internet messageboards than newspaper columns, the only critics you’ll find of Summitt reside mostly in Connecticut — the only state to name a female as its most-hated sports figure in a Sports Illustrated survey a few years ago.
Summitt ended Tennessee’s headlining rivalry with UConn in 2007, after she and UT accused Auriemma’s program of recruiting violations. They weren’t completely baseless; the NCAA substantiated one of UT’s claims but dismissed 10 others.
In Connecticut, the local rag — the Hartford Courant — called Summitt “a coward” because she refused to publicly say that she was accusing UConn of cheating. Then, when she finally did break her silence and say it in 2010, the same writer and the same newspaper accused her of shamelessly trying to destroy Auriemma’s legacy.
That’s it. After 40 years, that’s all they had on Pat Summitt, who empowered countless other women to play the game and whose coaching tree extends further than any other — even John Wooden’s or Bear Bryant’s.
One of Summitt’s star players at UT, Kara Lawson, said it best as she narrated a tribute video published by the university last week: “If you were from Tennessee, you were proud. Because Pat was from Tennessee. If you were country, you were proud. Because she was country. If you went to school at UT, you were proud. Because Pat was your coach. If you were her friend, you were proud. Because she was your friend.”
Whether you were a UT alumnus, a basketball player, a woman or just a Tennessean, you were proud because Pat was one of you. She represented all that you were and all that you stood for, and she represented it well, carrying herself the way a true legend should.
And make no mistake — Pat Summitt was just that, a legend. On the basketball stage, she was an equal to John Wooden. On the world sports stage, she was an equal to Muhammed Ali. There’s a reason everyone from rival fans to the president of the United States and even foreign heads of state issued their condolences after Summitt’s death last week.
That she was so young — she was diagnosed with early-onset Alzheimer’s at 59 and died at 64 — was a crying shame. When her disease, still in its early stages and unrecognized, began to take its toll on her in the latter years of her career, she was still in her prime. And if she had accomplished so much by the time she was in her mid 50s, how much more could she have accomplished before she ultimately decided to hang up her whistle for good?
We’ll never know. What we do know, though, is that what Summitt accomplished was more than enough. It was more than enough for her to achieve her status as a legend. More than enough to endear her to all of us who were UT alumni, or basketball players, or Tennesseans. Enough, even, to win over her critics.
Geno, her old rival, said last week that “Our sport is synonymous with Pat Summitt, and Pat Summitt is synonymous with women’s basketball.”
The same writer at the same paper that called Summitt a coward in 2008 for keeping quiet, then called her spiteful and said she was attempting to destroy Auriemma’s legacy when she did break her silence, said in 2012 that Summitt “is nobody’s coward.”
So, at the end, it’s unanimous: Pat Summitt was simply the best.
• Ben Garrett is Independent Herald editor. Contact him at firstname.lastname@example.org.
HEAT WILL RETURN: We’re experiencing a nice cool down this mid-week in East Tennessee. It almost feels like fall as humidity levels drop off in the wake of Monday’s cold front. But the heat and humidity will return. Daily thunderstorm chances return by the weekend, and there are some signs that we could be in for a wet Fourth of July. Then the GFS is consistently showing temperatures reaching 100 degrees on the northern Cumberland Plateau by about a week after Independence Day. It almost certainly won’t be that hot; 100 degree temperature readings are seldom seen here on the plateau. But the general idea is that the low heat/low humidity we’re seeing this week won’t last.