Wednesday September 22nd, 2010

There are certain things I simply don't believe. For example, when I see a sign that says: "Aircraft Patrolling For Speeders," I don't believe it. When someone quits, saying they've become a "distraction," I don't believe it. It's because they did something wrong. I don't believe anything anybody tells me about their grandchildren. And I don't believe anything the NCAA tells me about the academic records of student-athletes. I think there is more cheating in the classroom than the NCAA knows about . . . or wants to know about.

It's the old business of garage in/garbage out. The various colleges -- which is to say: the various athletic departments -- report grades to the NCAA, which accepts them prima facie. How can the NCAA ever tell if some stooge is taking a test for an athlete, if some tutor is writing a term paper for an athlete, if some professor is dishing out passing grades to the failing athletes he cheers for?

As Bob Knight says: if the NCAA had been in charge of Normandy, we would've attacked Greece and given our soldiers all the wrong ammunition.

Consider the way the most recent academic scandal, at the University of North Carolina, was, shall we generously say, uncovered. The NCAA was investigating more obvious charges that the Tar Heel players were dealing with agents, when they just blindly stumbled across the internal classroom shenanigans. Likewise, last week, it was not the NCAA, but a newspaper, the Birmingham News, which uncovered the fact that a Kentucky basketball player, Eric Bledsoe, had gotten into school with a doctored transcript.

We could expect academic monkey business at Kentucky, because the basketball coach there, John Calipari, has already skipped out of two other colleges after serious violations scarred the programs on his watch. But the Carolina revelations are the more distressing because it is one of the finest state universities in the nation. Even the bleeding-hearts amongst us can only conclude that if they're cheating at Chapel Hill, athletic academic fraud must be truly commonplace.

"Look," a Division I athletic director tells me candidly, "any big college, you can hide players, you can hide stuff." Saddest of all, when some courageous academics have dared blow the whistle -- at places like Tennessee, Ohio State and Minnesota -- they've all too often been castigated as tattle-tales. Hey, professor, get on our team.

I'll never forget a tutor from a big-time school literally crying on the phone to me as he confessed to his part in the corruption. He felt especially ashamed because it was his alma mater. "They tell me everybody does it," he said. "Is that really true?"

If it makes you feel any better, I replied, yeah, probably, probably just about everybody. There are no referees in big-time college classrooms.

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