Did you ever see that movie with Michael Keaton where there's four of him but each copy is a little off and the last one's a complete waste? That's what I think of when I think of the relationship between Michael Vick and his younger brother Marcus.

Michael has made mostly good decisions off the field (the whole Ron Mexico / Herpes thing not withstanding). His younger brother however seems hell bent on proving that he can be the next Leonard Little or Barrett Robbins.

Just a week or so after stomping on another player in what the officials called "the dirtiest game we've ever officiated from VT's standpoint," and just a little more than two years since the first of several run ins with the law including giving alcohol to 14 and 15 year olds (despite being underage himself), speeding, reckless driving, possession of marijuana and other crap, he's now been charged with brandishing a pistol at some teenage boys in a parking lot.

My question is, how fucking stupid is this kid?

He can remember a playbook, but he can't go a week without committing a felony?

I hoping he's the NFL's next Maurice Clarrett and fades into a Charles Shackleford-like oblivion and the next time we hear from him, it's because he's going to pound-you-in-the-ass prison for something.

That would rule.

Ah, it's good to be a fan of a school whose own notoriety in the 80's and early 90's has faded and are now the stewards of good behavior in the conference.

War Eagle everybody.