
Back when Keith Jackson was first drafted by the Eagles, the TV types took off on the fact that the All-Pro tight end out of Oklahoma claimed that he loved classical music and played the cello.
Hey, what’s not to love about that? A big burly blocking end from a college program where they ran the wishbone was also a cellist with an affinity for chamber music.
The story writes itself, write?
Well…
No one wants to say that the TV network folks were duped because Jackson owned a cello. He had a bow and everything. He also had a collection of all the right records to back up the professed love of Bach, Beethoven, Mozart and Wagner.
The problem was that damn cello. When Jackson sat down to play it with the cameras rolling, he could barely screech out the scales. Cats within earshot of a TV ran off into the woods. A few glass mirrors cracked.
It wasn’t good.
From the everyone needs to take a step back and chill out file we urge folks to avoid roasts and rallies... or not.
Let's get this straight: a woman, apparently one who appears on television regularly, makes "off-color" remarks at a roast for some colleagues and she gets suspended? Really? Mind you, it was a roast where points are given for the most outlandish and most rude comments one can make. Rickles used to kill at those old Dean Martin roasts back in the ‘70s and Bea Arthur turns up at the Friars Club just to get torn up.