Dear comrades, a dark hour has befallen us as ignorance once again shines like a beacon for all to see.  Both sport and society now hang their collective heads so as not to witness the regression of no less than a century.  Such is the extent of the ramblings of an obtuse individual.  Such is the extent, in fact, that I, The Sports Intellectual, have been given no choice but to journey forward with my blogging debut.

And so I say unto you, NAACP loudmouth J. Whyatt Mondesire, misguided harbinger of lamentable rhetoric against the eternally undeserving Donovan McNabb, stand like a man and prepare yourself for the cyber thrashing you so richly deserve.

Here, sir, are just a few reasons why NAACP CEO Bruce Gordon just scolded you like the black Rush Limbaugh that you are: