I like to think of
the Bengals as a bowl of Cincinnati chili and Chad Johnson (It's Good to Be
Chad, Oct. 30) as the hot sauce. The chili is pretty good in its own right, but
when you add that sauce—it's just soooo much better.
I'm sure Johnson
had a serious jones to grace the cover of SI. How ironic then that he would
appear on the cover looking like Grace Jones (left).
Do I have to buy
into Chad Johnson, Good Guy? When compared to Randy Moss and Terrell Owens, I
guess I do. But—his sometimes rocky upbringing aside—when Johnson acknowledges
that he's missing time with his kids and their mothers, yet can find time to
hang with his friends in South Beach, I find it a much harder sell.
If Johnson, who
has fathered four children with more than one woman and drives his convertible
Lamborghini around the Miami area at close to 100 mph, is the "positive bad
boy," I would really hate to see what the really bad boys are like.
This summer I
logged on to SI.com's Classic Covers search engine to see how many times the
Bengals had graced the cover of Sports Illustrated. The result: only twice in
the past 17 years. Now they've been out front three times in the last six
months. Talk about moving up in the world.
I was thumbing
through my new SI and wondering if any mention would be made of the
game-winning 62-yard field goal kicked by Tampa Bay's Matt Bryant when I came
to a glorious two-page spread of the winning kick captured forever in print
(Leading Off, Oct. 30). The fine line between winning and losing is clearly
shown in the photo, with scant inches between the outstretched hands of the
Eagles' special teams unit and the ball.
House of Cards