- The Washington Times - Sunday, September 21, 2008

Did you see Michael Beasley has been fined for that hotel room episode at the NBA’s rookie symposium, the one reportedly involving women, the smell of marijuana and fellow first-round picks Mario Chalmers and Darrell Arthur?

What, the league just discovered now that Beasley was there? Nobody noticed the gigantic pair of sneakers sticking out from underneath the bed?


Presumably, Beasley - like Chalmers and Arthur - will have to repeat the orientation program next year. In fact, the league will probably make them wear beanies with propellers on top.


That said, David Stern must be breathing a sigh of relief. I mean, imagine how much worse it would have been if Beasley had come to the NBA straight out of high school - and hadn’t been matured by a year in college.


News item: Gilbert Arenas has surgery again on his left knee and will miss the first three months of the Wizards’ season.

Comment: I’m beginning to think the zero on his jersey stands for the amount of cartilage that’s left in that knee.


The Sunday Column wishes nothing but Happy Punting for Redskins rookie Durant Brooks. But if Vinny Cerrato does decide to make a change, I’ll be disappointed if he doesn’t bring in a certain 46-year-old for a tryout.

I’m talking about Sean Landeta, last seen booming ‘em for the Eagles against the Redskins in the 2005 finale at Lincoln Financial Field. Landeta - Baltimore born, Towson State educated and the last remnant of the USFL - filled in for five games at the end of that season and averaged 43.6 yards with an impressive 38.2 net. Of course, he was a mere lad of 43 then.


Got to thinking about Landeta last week when I was killing time in an airport, reading Tom Callahan’s terrific book about retired NFL general manager Ernie Accorsi, “The GM.” There’s a passage halfway through about the Giants paying Landeta $47,000 in ‘06 - the minimum for a player who’s been in the league 403 years,” Accorsi cracks - to show up for One Game just in case their regular punter, Jeff Feagles, couldn’t play. (As it turned out, Feagles could.)

“For 47 grand, Sean got in his car and drove 16 miles,” Ernie went on. “But don’t forget, he had to cross over two bridges, paying his tolls both ways - seven bucks for the George Washington Bridge alone. And do you want to know something else? He’d have done it for 47 dollars. He’d have done it for 47 cents.”

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