It's possible there's a more pompous ass in America than Rick Pitino. Donald "I Never Heard Of The Ku Klux Klan" Trump, after all, is still out there playing three-card monte on the hustings.
Pitino's running his own con these days, which is why, incredibly, he's still manning the bench as Louisville's basketball coach. That he's managed to convince his superiors (and others) that he didn't know nothin' 'bout no brothel in his own building is a testament to his ability to sound utterly sincere while engaging in what logic tells you is the exact opposite.
I suppose it's possible he didn't know what was going on right under his nose in his own program, in the same way I suppose it's possible the Romulans are hiding behind Jupiter right now in a cloaked warbird. But if he didn't know, that's grounds for dismissal in itself. It's his program. He's accountable. If there's any falling on the sword to be done, he should be doing it.
Instead, he wrings his hands and talks about how tortured he feels because of Louisville's self-imposed tournament ban, how badly he feels for the kids in his program who've done nothing wrong. That's great. That's peachy. But if he really gave a damn about those kids, wouldn't he have gone to the Louisville administration and resigned in exchange for giving those blameless kids a chance to play in March? Wouldn't he have said "It's my program and my responsibility. I'll take the fall"?
Instead, as the curtain comes down prematurely on Louisville's season, here's what he said the other day: "I'll ask myself after the season if Louisville is a better place with Rick Pitino as coach, and if the answer is yes, I'll do what I've done for 15 years and come back and fight for a championship, and that's what I plan on doing. But if the time comes that I feel Louisville is better off without me, I'm without ego now."
I'm without ego now?
Good lord, ego is all the man is. If that were not so, he'd already be gone.
Wow. Just ... wow.