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This former NFL quarterback got himself killed messing around with someone who he shouldn’t have. I find it interesting the Nashville police can’t figure this thing out. They know that McNair was shot 4 times, twice in the head and twice in the body. They have determined that he was murdered and didn’t commit suicide. The young lady he was with, Sahel Kazemi, was shot once in the head with the gun pressed against her temple. The gun in question was found underneath her body. Amazingly, Nashville authorities haven’t said that her death was a suicide.
This is an easy case to figure out. For one, Steve McNair was a married man and had four children. Ms. Kazemi was twenty years old, very good looking and a “wild child”. She immigrated to this country when she was only ten, from Iran. Her mother had been killed over there and she and her sister left the country. In this country, she grew up fast. She learned real quick that the party life was for her, dropping out of high school to further her goals of living the good life through clubbing and alcohol. No doubt she dabbled in some form of drugs, however that hasn’t been established yet. When the party life became boring in Orange Park, Fl., she and her boyfriend took off for Nashville. Now, we’re talking about a teenager here, she was 17, not some older, mature woman.
In January, she meets Steve McNair at a club, a club she shouldn’t have been able to get into, but she did. McNair thinks that divine intervention brought him to this young, sweet and good looking lass. Let’s see here…he is 38…she is 20…hmmmmm. He is well off financially and her…well, not so well off financially. In her mind, McNair is going to be able to provide her with everything a young lady wants…money, love, security and maybe a stable life. But wait aminute…McNair is married!
Somewhere along the path of sexual heaven, Steve McNair either tells her he is married or she finds out. He tells her that he was getting a divorce and live happily ever after with her, and to prove his love, buys her a nice $40,000 SUV. Ms.Kazemi catches him in a BIG lie…he isn’t getting a divorce and is just using her for his wants…and you know what those “wants” were!
With the money that he gives her, she, unbeknowest to him, she buys a gun. She is really pissed. Her future is crumbling. The more she thinks, the more enraged she gets. Now, we’re not talking about a young lady that has lived a “normal” life. When he comes into the condominium, she confronts him, shoots him twice in the body and because he is a big man, falls down slowly, then she shoots him in the head, and when he is down, shoots him again in the head at close range. She then turns the gun on herself, because for all intents and purposes, her life is over, and pulls the trigger.
This is a clear cut case of a murder/suicide. There is a moral to this tragic event, and you know what it is.
The term “second chance” is quickly being worn out. I’m tired of reading about individuals being given a “second chance”, when they’ve received the benefits of a dozen “second chances”. Take Michael Vick for instance. Here is a millionaire quarterback who was busted for dog fighting…felony dog fighting. Dog fighting is like cock fighting…all about money, death and blood. There is absolutely nothing humane about these viscious activities. Everyone who raises these animals, everyone who gambles on the outcome of these fights does not deserve to have any more “second chances”. The gambler is just as guilty of cruelty as the one who owns and trains these animals.
Michael Vick’s suppoerters say that he was a “first-time offender” and deserves another chance. Are you kidding me? Not going for that one! The fact is, it was the first time that he was caught. Evidently from all of the evidence, Vick had been involved in this activity for quite some time. He knew what he was doing was wrong. He knew that it was against the law. He knew that dogs were being killed and maimed. He knew! In fact, he killed some of the dogs himself, dogs that had lost in fights.
Now, Michael Vick wants a “second chance” to make millions of dollars being an NFL quarterback again. And you know what? there will be a team out there that will sign him to another contract, because winning is more important than having morals.
At one time, sports personalities were looked upon as role models for children. I remember Stan Musial, Whitey Ford, Al Kaline and Willie Mays plus a host of others in other sports. Larry Bird, Julius Irving, Bob Petite, Bob Cousy in basketball. Johnny Unitas, Fran Tarkenton, Roman Gabriel, Elroy “crazy legs” Hirsch, Bart Starr and so many more in football. None of them were ex-cons or thugs. They embodied the ideals of this country and were highly regarded both on and off the field, no matter what field they played on. It isn’t that way anymore and it is a shame.
What is really troubling, is that people are willing to pay to watch a bunch of thugs, convicted rapists, thieves, burglars and, yes, murderers play sports. Maybe it just says more about our society than it does about the individuals who we pay to watch.
The game of golf is a nice little activity. Never found it to be much of a “sport”, however I guess it falls into the category of whatever trips your trigger. I mean, just look at most of the players…skinny…overweight, old, many known for their drinking and the things that result from it…and on and on. I encountered golf at a young age, maybe 10 or 11. I had a couple of older friends who would caddy at the local golf course…which wasn’t really local at all. It was around 15 miles away and we had to ride our bicycles. However, once we arrived we found others there, just like us, just awaiting to be picked out to carry the golf bag for someone. Sometimes you waited all day and never got picked. The older caddies always got choosen first and the goal was to be picked twice in one day. Once in the morning and again in the afternoon. We were paid the tremendous sum of $7.00 each time…for 18 holes. Now if you could get out twice in a day, you could rake in $14.00 which back in the 50’s was a HUGE amount for a kid. I never thought anything about how hard it was supposed to be to hit a golf ball. I still don’t. When things were really slow and there were a lot of kids already there to caddy, and you knew you weren’t going out, you went to the driving range, paid 25 cents for a bucket of golf balls and proceeded to whack the hell out of them. No problem! I didn’t need any fancy shoes or fancy shirt in order to send this little white ball on its’ way. The shoes I wore back then were tennis shoes and were called “Chuck Taylors”. In fact, they were the only tennis shoes available. I never had any problem keeping this little ball in the fairway… There is BIG money in all of this golf crap these days. Some guy can win a million dollars for just “winning” a golf tournament. And people will spent hundreds of dollars just to watch them hit this white ball around, then spend tons more buying golf shirts (yes, there is a shirt you must wear to play golf), just to show every one that you are a “fan” of a certain player.The player that you are a “fan” of, rakes in additional money from all of his “fans”. Plus, they receive additional millions just for endorsing some product, (Hey, fans,buy this…this is what I use in MY home to unclog my toilet!) I think all of these “winning” golf people should donate 50% of their winnings to some veteran organization. I mean, if the purse is $1,000,000 dollars, couldn’t they survive okay on $500,000 dollars? Maybe donate some of this money to local food kitchens…something! Bentleys and Rolls-Royces are nice cars, but we have people who are hungry in this country, people are losing their homes and their jobs…children need school books and school clothes… We have, or should have, higher priorities in this country than watching you tell everyone just how great a “sportsman” you are by hitting this little white ball with a club. If all of the “golf pros” played one game of beach volleyball, they’d be out of commission for six months.
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