First you had the state dinner gate-crashers, then greatest golfer ever acting like what Mike Lupica called a “constantly horny, single rock star” and then an NBA player (mind you a bit of a whack job NBA player, but a well known one just the same) saying he was having cocktails at halftime.
Ron Artest now says he drank cognac at half-time when he played for the Chicago Bulls fr0m 1999-2002. He blames it on losing and being a “head case.” Maybe the losing had something to do with Artest being half in the bag? And the "head" could be because of the "case" he drank.
To further spice things up, a much more laid-back-out-of-the-news/dog house Artest recently told a reporter he was eager to fight Detroit center Ben Wallace who shoved him on the play that preceeded the infamous 2004 brawl with Pistons fans when Artest was with Indiana.
This prompted Wallace to say, “He said he wanted to fight me? You all need to check and see if he’s still drinking.”
The fact that he sent hundreds of text messages to and left voice mails for the women with which he was having affairs says Woods is either stupid or naïve or incredibly arrogant.
We know he’s not stupid, so we are going to go with naïve and arrogant. OK, dumb, naïve and arrogant.
And then there’s the Salahis. They decided to crash a party at the White House apparently as a publicity stunt to secure their position on a reality T.V. show – The Real Housewives of D.C. Now, there is a firestorm of controversy surrounding this couple including claims that Mrs. Salahi was a former Redskin cheerleader and a Victoria Secret model. Both organizations deny she’s been either.
Fame (and/or infamy) travel(s) hand-in-hand with scrutiny.
And…and it’s a big AND, who the hell believes you get invited to a White House State Dinner via email?
In fact, that’s a pretty good word to describe the entire trifecta.