On Entering a Crowded Market

At least they weren't concealed weapons.

At least they weren't concealed weapons.

Maurice Clarett has been dropping wisdom (well, dictating wisdom over a prison phone to his relatives) over the interwebs. Notably, he (or his proxy) uses the same hosting service that we do, which may incite us to look for more discriminating providers.

The blog is called, “The Mind of Maurice Clarett.” It addresses all sorts of non-football topics.

Before we take a look at some of his writing, let’s recall the series of events that led him to his present state of incarceration, courtesy of wikipedia:

“In the early morning hours of August 9, 2006, Clarett was arrested in Columbus after he made an illegal U-turn and led the police on a chase in a sports utility vehicle reportedly belonging to his uncle. After driving over a police-mounted spike strip, the chase ended in a nearby restaurant parking lot.

Police said they were forced to secure a cloth around Clarett’s mouth after he allegedly spit at the officers and called them ‘niggers’ during the arrest. According to Columbus Police Sgt. Mike Woods, the officers discovered a katana, a loaded AK-47 variant and two other loaded handguns in his vehicle along with an open bottle of Grey Goose vodka. The police requested that the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives perform a trace on the firearms to determine if Clarett violated Federal gun laws.

The officers used mace to subdue Clarett after attempts to subdue him with a Taser proved ineffective because he was wearing kevlar body armor.”

And now, excerpts from The Mind of Maurice Clarett:

From the post, Habit Rules All: “It is the habitual, not the periodical thought that decides my destiny. The more I sit and affirm greatness in my mind, the more likely I am to manifest that which I envision.

From the post, Maurice Clarett on Keeping It All in Perspective: “Then there are people who are physically handicapped and cannot drive a car to the airport with hopes of getting on a plane to go run upon the sandy beaches.”

From the post, Sovereign Being: “I am a great person to know. J

I would say something about how surprisingly literate this former Buckeye is relative to my expectations for OSU student athletes, but he was such a dirty, mercenary player that he makes John Calipari’s Memphis program (DaJuan Wagner, Derrick Rose, and a 33% graudation rate) look good, and thus can hardly even be considered a former Ohio State student.


2 Responses to On Entering a Crowded Market

  1. Andrew says:

    A favorite detail in this goes back to the year he played in that national title game. Apparently he would show up to practice from time to time screaming “I’m goosin, I’m goosin” This was in reference to the Grey Goose that he imbibed before practice, which I’m assuming he could afford because of the pocket change Jim Tressel arranged for him.

  2. Vik says:

    I guess I’m just jealous that he was able to obtain an ak-47, kevlar vest, a katana, and 2 handguns at age 22. I don’t think I know where to find those things to this day….

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