At some point you have to wonder if a few select writers at the Sacramento Bee get a sick thrill out of twisting their journalistic knife in the backs of local celebrities who have used less than perfect judgment in their lives.

I will quote retired Sacramento Police Detective Jack Souza here and say “I almost fell out of my chair” today as I read Me-Myself-and-Ailene Voison’s article lambasting Brad Miller for showing up to random NBA drug test ‘420 friendly.’ Seriously.…

Sacramento King Ron Artest is apologizing again. This time he is sorry for badmouthing the Kings brass after they denied him a much-hoped-for contract extension last week. Personally, I don’t think an apology is necessary, nor do I understand why any joe (or jill!), would waste their time defending Ron, or ripping the Maloof Bros over this blip in the saga that is Ron Artest’s NBA career.

Little background for those who use the sports page to potty train their puppy:…