Thinking about this dispassionately and attempting to intellectualize it as much as possible, I keep coming back to one simple concept: FUCK PATERNO. Seriously, fuck him in whatever bowel of hell he is currently residing in. The man's entire life and career was one big grift/conjob/illusion both on the field and off it.
And....AND, when it all started to fall apart on the field, you saw his true colors as a manipulative con artist whose entire career was built off of weak opponents and hand-picked home refs, without which he wasn't nothing more than an whiny, ref-chasing, khaki-crapping fraud.
Off the field, his entire "grand experiment-i'm better than you-success with honor" bull[Mark May] had about as sound a foundation as the fucking Tower of Pisa. It was all built upon an athletic department full of handpicked cronies loyal only to him, the complete absence of a compliance department and a fuckload of Parks & Recreation degrees.
And when finally confronted with the most serious and heinous of situations.....one that truly could have ensured his reputation as a man of honor willing to do the right thing above the interests of his football program....he ran, hid and covered up.
BEAT NEBRASKA!
BURN IN HELL!
