By Clay Ward

I’m so tired of cheaters I could vomit. From Barry Bonds and the rest of professional baseball to the Patriots showing their true colors and all the NCAA violators along the way.Cheating in professional sports isn’t surprising because it’s no longer a sport or a game; it’s a business. Like all businesses, it becomes corrupt after the dollar amount becomes too high.

And, if any profession pays too much, it would have to be professional sports, or just the entertainment industry in general.

Most NCAA football violators come from the Football Bowl Series (FBS, formally IA), and thanks to the Bowl Champion Series(BCS) that level of college football is just a junior NFL at this point.

Ironically, last week I praised Eastern’s Football Championship Series (FCS, formally IAA) division for being the highest level of football still representing purity.

I use the word “ironically” because this past week in Eastern’s game against the Tennessee State Tigers, cheating was front and center.

Let’s rewind: I stated, ‘Eastern’s game against the Tigers’. What I meant was Eastern’s complete and udder domination of the no-class team formally known as the Tigers.

“Formally known” because after a 42-point thrashing at the hands of the Colonels, they now will be referred to as the no-talent kittens.

Normally, I wouldn’t come down on a fellow OVC opponent so hard regardless the outcome of a game (except Western of course), but I don’t condone cheating.

An explanation is in order to help everyone understand.

Those of you at the game know senior running back Bobby Washington had another impressive 134 yard rushing game.

The no-talent kitten treachery ocuured with about 10 minutes left in the second quarter after a Washington run.

After the play was over and Washington was getting up from the tackle, Eastern players saw Washington had unknowingly left something on the field as everyone went back to the huddle.

Eastern’s sidelines would soon erupt in chaos with obvious frustration toward Tennessee State and the officials. Everyone, including me, in the stands didn’t understand what was going on.

At the time, I was frustrated with Coach Hope for getting mad and freaking out, thinking there was no need for a flag and he was getting upset about nothing.

Then my phone rang and my editor, who was taking pictures from the sidelines, made it clear what had occurred.

It was reported by coaches and players that Tennessee State’s defensive end Shaun Richardson had picked up Washington’s wristband, shoved it down his pants and ran back to the sidelines with it.

Much like the quarterback’s wristband, Washington’s also had Colonel offensive plays on it.

Washington hadn’t even realized what happened until teammates informed him of what they saw.

Coach Hope, yelling in frustration and rightfully so, had a talk with the officials. Eventually both coaches chatted with the officials but to no avail.

Though the Colonels only led 14-7 at the time of the incident, it may have been the spark the Colonels needed to stomp any self respect out of the no-talent kittens they had left.

I can’t imagine they had a lot of self respect left after cheating so blatantly, but it feels good knowing we did the sport of football a service.

A service stomping out the dignity of a cheater.

I hate cheaters. and Western.

Go Colonels.