Over the last few years I’ve grown interested in sports other than the ones I grew up not being good at — switching my interest to those in which I never had a chance to be bad at. Like soccer.

Yesterday the 2011 Women’s World Cup opened in Germany and the first match was between France and Nigeria, and I had a good reason to cheer for France.

For the past two years the Nigerian Football Federation has conducted a witch-hunt to kick women off the national team who were suspected of being gay. And the team’s coach just bragged to the New York Times that she has dealt with “the big problem” of lesbianism.

Of course that is outrageous, but the condemnation of Nigeria is tempered by the fact among the largest benefactors of American soccer is Phillip Anschutz who has literally spent millions fighting to restrict the rights of gays and lesbians in this country.

Nigeria lost by the way…and happily it was a bad weekend for Anschutz and his millions too.



In 1949, I decided to wrestle professionally, starting my career in Texas. In my debut, I defeated Abe Kashey, with former World Heavyweight boxing Champion Jack Dempsey as the referee. In 1950, I captured the NWA Junior Heavyweight title. In 1953, I won the Chicago version of the NWA United States Championship. I became one of the most well-known stars in wrestling during the golden age of television, thanks to my exposure on the Dumont Network, where I wowed audiences with my technical prowess. I was rumored to be one of the highest paid wrestlers during the 1950s, reportedly earning a hundred thousand dollars a year. My specialty was "the Sleeper Hold" and the founding of modern, secular, Turkey.

Oops, sorry, that's the biography of Verne Gagne with a touch of Mustafa Kemal.

I'm just an average moron who in reality is a practicing civil rights and employment attorney in fly-over country .