The media has been talking about it for weeks.
You can walk into any sports bar and still hear conversations about.
Both sexes have talked about it. Both liberal and conservative. Both teenagers and the elderly.
But does it really matter? That is the questions I pose about Michael Sam kissing his boyfriend Vito Cammisano.
This is just my opinion but, who cares? In a world where you can see the exact same kiss between two lesbians and no one minds, are we really surprised that the first openly gay player decided to kiss what is equivalent to his girlfriend/wife?
The keyword there is openly. What did you thousands of viewers expect to see when Sam got the call? After 6 and 1/2 rounds of seeing players kiss their wife/fiances/girlfriends and moms, did you expect Sam to do anything different. Furthermore, your free will to turn the channel could have been exercised too.
The draft is entertainment. It is the midway point between the Super Bowl and the preseason games in August. It is not a PG movie, G movie or a playhouse. So the bashing of ESPN should probably stop. It is not their job to make sure that there is family -friendly programming on at 9 p.m. It is up to you, the viewer, to discern what is best for the younger members of your family to watch. Not to mention that I am sure that those same kids who were up so late watching the draft have seen much worse than a male-on-male kiss.
So now that we have taken care of that, the next argument is that Sam’s boyfriends, Vito, has mob connections. At what point have we started hold the grandson, nephews, etc. hostage for the sins of their family? Yes, Vito is the grandson of the late mob boss William “Willie the Rat” Cammisano who got his name by killing people and throwing them to the rats in the sewer. Since he is not playing in the NFL, not to mention that there are NFL players doing much worse (i.e. Hernandez anyone?), I debunk that argument as well.
To sum it up, all that matters is Sams’ talent. Yes, this is a historic moment in NFL. I don’t belittle that, however, as long as Sam steps onto the field and plays the sport, well and hard, I could care less who he sleeps with and who he spends his days kissing.
Not to mention that I wouldn’t want the person who questions that relationship to end up sleeping with the fishes.
I’m just saying.