Look, let’s not fool ourselves.
We all know It’s All About The Benjamins.
The mass hysteria over the UCLA athletic scholarship earned – earned. – by Justin Combs may be a few months late, but it’s entirely understandable.
After all, money is a Crazy Thang.
But it is wrong.
Why is there no hoopla when a rich banker’s kid receives a free ride? Or a dentist’s? Or a stock broker or an accountant? Athletic scholarships are merit-based, not need-based.
Lil Diddy owned scholarship offers from Illinois, Iowa, Virginia and West Virginia, as well, and little doubt that if he’d ended up a Hawkeye or a Mountaineer, the naysayers out there would be just as loud.
Yes, he’s Been Around The World, maybe taken The Last Train To Paris once or twice, gotten to Blast Off from an Airport or two. Big deal. I’m sorry, but sometimes, where there is Smoke, there is no fire. This story is Incomplete, Lonely, without merit. I Can’t Believe the Saga Continues. Forever.
I’m sure Diddy is one Mad Rapper right now.
I’m sure he’s telling his son Don’t Stop What You’re Doing.
And we all know that when Diddy Speaks, people listen. They’ve been listening since way back at PS 112. This is a Bad Boy for Life we’re talking about. You all remember who his Best Friend was? Notorious B.I.G.
And maybe he said it best.
After all, who cares, if Combs leads UCLA to more …
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