Tim Dwight

The Kamikaze Kid

Tim Dwight was fast. Lightning fast. In fact, the dude’s nickname in the NFL was “White Lightning.” Tim Dwight has always been an enigma, and for a small guy in the NFL (only 5’8″ and 180 lbs.), Tim Dwight was one of the Biggest Dogs ever. As a professional football player, Tim Dwight couldn’t size up to other players, but he had two things that can make anyone succeed in this world: speed and heart. And when I say “heart” I am not suggesting an image of Tim as this “Rudy Ruettiger” type figure. I mean “heart” in the sense that this guy was absolutely and uncompromisingly fearless. I have a distinct memory of him running back across the field after handing the ball off to Tony Martin on a double end-around and trying to block Warren Sapp. The play resulted with Dwight on the sidelines for the remainder of the season, but even a bone-crushing hit from a titan like Sapp couldn’t stop Tim Dwight for good.

Tim Dwight was the top recruit out of his High School in Iowa City, Iowa. He got several scholarships from multiple Big 10 schools but elected to attend the U of I. As a Hawkeye, he set school records for career receiving yards and touchdowns. He even finished 7th in the Heisman voting his senior year.

Many people were skeptical of Dwight succeeding in the NFL because of his size, but his supernatural speed attracted the curiosity of the Atlanta Falcons who drafted Tim Dwight in the fourth round of the 1998 NFL draft. In the first game of his NFL career and on his first career reception, he scored on a 44-yard touchdown pass from the transcendent Chris Chandler. In his first season, Dwight accompanied the Falcons to a Superbowl berth against the Denver Broncos. It was in Superbowl XXXIII that Tim Dwight really made a big-time name for himself. After trailing the Broncos 31-6 in the fourth quarter, the “kamikaze kid” delivered one of the most inspiring plays in Superbowl history, taking a kickoff 94-yards to the house. His 210 kick return yards for that game rank second all-time in Superbowl history.

Dwight followed his respectable rookie campaign with an historically underrated and overlooked sophomore season. Despite catching only 32 balls for 669 yards (seven of which were touchdowns), he led the league in yards per reception (20.9) These statistics are actually somewhat staggering if you put them into perspective. With 32 grabs going for 7 scores, Dwight scored a touchdown nearly 22% of time he caught a pass. Tack on another punt returned for a touchdown out of 20 attempts and one rushing touchdown on 5 carries, Tim Dwight was arguably the most valuable player in the league based on the number of times he actually got the ball. BIG. To recap, Tim Dwight had the football in his hands a grand total of 57 times and scored a touchdown on 9 of those plays, that’s roughly a touchdown every 6 touches. HUGE.

In 2001, Tim Dwight was traded to the San Diego Chargers in a deal that enabled Atlanta to select Michael Vick with the Chargers’ number one overall pick in the 2001 NFL draft. With the Chargers, Tim had a limited role in the return game but upped his impact as a wide-out. In 2002, Dwight caught a career high 50 passes for 620 yards but only 2 scores. As a receiver, he was never afraid to go over the middle, but unfortunately, this “fearlessness” that proved to be so crucial to his early success in the NFL became his Achilles heel. Injuries from on-the-field heroics kept Tim sidelined for most of his career in San Diego and his numbers decreased considerably. No longer able to maintain a 4/40 speed, the Chargers released Dwight in 2004.

Luckily, though, the Patriots signed Dwight to a one-year contract in 2005. In his only season with New England, he caught only 19 passes for 332 yards and 3 touchdowns (ouch). From 2006-2007 he bounced around the New York Jets and Oakland Raiders organizations before becoming an unsigned free-agent in 2008. To this day Tim Dwight remains a free-agent and it baffles me as to why any team would hesitate to sign him.

Everyone remembers Tim Dwight as being this preternaturally fast white dude who had a few decent years in the NFL. I personally love the guy because he was fun to watch and played the game with reckless abandon. He was a natural play-maker, a guy who could really make things happen when he got the ball in his hands. At the age of 35 I’m not sure Tim Dwight still has “White Lightning” speed, but I am confident that, if given the chance, he’d prove to everyone that he’s still a big dog with a lot of bite left in him.


Sid Bream


Sid Bream is partially responsible for my obsession with Major League Baseball.  If you are a BIG baseball fan, you can probably guess the moment where I became hooked.  However, out of fairness to Bream and is mediocre legacy, I think I owe it to him to recap his entire career.

Bream was drafted by the Los Angeles Dodgers in the 2nd round of the 1981 draft.  Bream did not come to the big leagues straight from high school having played his college ball at Liberty University.  If you are not aware, Liberty University is for the batshit crazy and was founded by the late Jerry Falwell.  That is the same Jerry Falwell responsible for these very memorable quotes:

  • “AIDS is not just God’s punishment for homosexuals; it is God’s punishment for the society that tolerates homosexuals”
  • “The ACLU is to Christians what the American Nazi party is to Jews”

You know what?  This isn’t a Falwell post, it’s a Sid Bream post and I won’t hold his choice of college against him.  Back to Bream…

Bream ripped through the minors very quickly and debuted for the Dodgers in 1983.  He played first base almost exclusively and that was his role as a pinch-hitter for the Dodgers.  In September of 1985 he was shipped to the Pirates in a the deal that sent the LEGENDARY Bill Madlock to the Dodgers.

Sid went on to claim the 1st base job in Pittsburgh for the next five seasons.  He had some decent years there, highlighted by the 1990 season.  That year, Sid had an OPS+ of 124 while slugging 15 homers and driving in nearly 70 runs.  That Pirates club lost to the Reds in the NLCS, but it was not Sid’s fault as he hit .500 with a homer in the series.

That offseason, the Pirates decided to give the first base job to a young Orlando Merced and let Bream sign with the Atlanta Braves.  The Pirates had no idea Bream would come back to break their hearts.  The Braves and Pirates both won their divisions and played one of the more memorable NLCS in recent memory.  The series reached a seventh game which concluded with one of the greatest moments in playoff history.  The radio broadcast of what happened next is below:

Bream, one of the slowest players in the league, scored the series clinching run as he beat the throw home from a young, Barry Bonds.  Bream had no business going 2nd to home on that play, but he made it anyway.  What a big dog.

Anyway, Bream’s career really peaked at that moment and he is forever a piece of baseball history because of that play.  Sid played two more years and a year in Houston before falling out of the big leagues for good at the age of 33 in 1994.

Bream now works as a motivational speaker (duh!) and a minor league hitting instructor.  He left baseball with a .264 batting average and 90 home runs.  Sid Bream, I salute you.

Alex Kowalsky

Alex Kowalsky, in many ways, is the epitome of what it means to be mediocre.  Over his the span of his life, Alex has displayed an unbelievable and unparalleled pattern of excellence in mediocrity.  He has seen his fair share of peaks and valleys, but he never has strayed too far from that line right in the middle.

Born to poor, Polish immigrants in Bisbee, Arizona in 1984, Alex was a man of humble beginnings.  He struggled with the language barrier in rural Arizona and spent most of his formative years watching cartoons and eating a steady diet of fish sticks.  As he grew (both in size and mediocrity), Alex became a BIG fish in the small bowl that was Bisbee.

When Alex was eight, his family packed up their Aerostar van and moved cross-country to Connecticut.  It was in Connecticut that Alex began to mature as a young boy and as a writer.  It was in 1993 that Alex wrote his first short story.  It was a story entitled, “Bruno Goes to Market” and it was a sad little story about a boy named Bruno who got lost in the supermarket.  Now, you may guess that while at the market a bunch of interesting stuff would happen.  But, no.  It was literally a story about this boy Bruno going to the market, buying some groceries, paying, and then going home.  That’s it.  It remains, to this day, one of the most boring stories ever written.

Alex was late bloomer physically.  By the time he was 15 years old, Kowalsky stop at only 4’5” but was a pudgy 187 pounds.  This obviously made him the target of his classmates insults.  It was at this time that Alex began to further withdraw from reality.  He spent most of his free time alone in his family’s basement.  There he spent hours talking with his imaginary friends, reading, writing, and playing Mario Kart.

Alex would often challenge his siblings and parents to Mario Kart races.  Later in his life, he would challenge students that he worked with to matches.  Over his 12 year career of Mario Kart, Kowalsky has a career record of 877-878.  Nearly perfectly mediocre.  He usually beats who he should beat and seldom pulls of an upset.  He is to Mario Kart as Miguel Batista is to Major League Baseball.

In 2004, Alex finally hit a growth spurt and shot up to six-feet in height.  That 190-some pounds was able to spread out and Alex hit the gym.  Hard.  He replaced his video games and television with a Chuck Norris Total Gym and turned his disgusting body into that of a middle linebacker.

Late in 2009, Kowalsky became the co-founder of this website.  He has been all over the map with his productions.  He once carried the site for a month straight and turned out some absolutely dazzling posts.  He covered the career of Vinny Testaverde, Dan Cortese, and Anthony Mason.  He revolutionized the site by bring some sex-appeal to the site with provocative posts about Anna Kournikova and Danica Patrick.  However, he also hit some lulls with lazy posts consisting of polls and nothing else.

The sad ending to the mediocre tale is that Al appears to be finished.  He completed that Testaverde post back on June 16th and has since produced nothing.  Nothing.  His career arc resembles that of Pete Incaviglia or Terrell Davis.  Say it ain’t so, Alex.  Say it ain’t so.

Nate Robertson

Gum time? More like FAILURE time. Am I right?

Nate Robertson is many things.  He is left-handed.  He, along with millions of other Americans, wears glasses.  He is white.  He often sports irregular facial hair.  He has been described as a “nice guy” by some.  He was once (still is?) a home-owner in the fine city of Detroit.  He is a pitcher for the Florida Marlins.  Above all else, Nate Robertson is a failure as a baseball player.  Nate is most fondly remembered in Detroit for chewing TONS of big league chew to inspire Tiger rallies.  That’s his legacy in Detroit.

Robertson came up in the Marlins organization.  The Marlins were proud to make the bespectacled lefty a 5th round back in 1999.  The Marlins thought he was worth the pick after Robertson needed Tommy John surgery as a sophomore.  You have admire the Marlins for using a relatively high pick on a guy with a serious injury history.

Nate blew through the low minors with some really strong seasons.  In January of 2003, Robertson was shipped to the Detroit Tigers after making handful of relief appearances in the bigs with the Marlins.  Robertson made 8 starts on the historically bad 2003 Tigers, going 1-2 with an ERA of 5.44, two trends that would continue throughout his sorry career.

In 2004, Robertson was arguable the staff ace in Detroit (which isn’t saying a lot).  He managed to go 12-10 on a team that finished 18 games under .500.  Nate posted an ERA just a tick below 5.00 and finished 8th in the Rookie of the Year voting, tied with legends John Buck and Dave Bush.  Big.

In 2005, Robertson took a step back along with the rest of the Tigers.  Big Nate lost 16 games and won only 7, further establishing his reputation as a loser.  He coughed up 28 home runs in 196 innings of work while striking out 122 hitters.  I recall reading something in a newspaper around this time where Nate described himself as a “power-pitcher”.  I recall, then, rolling on the floor in laughter.  What a joke.

2006 was a banner year for the Tigers organization.  The won over 90 games for the first time in nearly 20 years and the team was led by clutch hitting and terrific pitching.  Several player had career years and all but one of their starting pitchers posted a winning record.  That one pitcher?  You guessed it, Nate Robertson.  On a Tigers team that finished 28 games over .500 and outscored their opponents by 150 runs, Nate Robertson lost 13 games.  Ouch!  While Robertson had an ERA below 4.00 for the first time that season, his legend as a loser continued to grow.  He followed up his regular season by getting the shit kicked out of him by the New York Yankees in the ALDS.

After that 2006 season, the wheels really fell off the bus for Robertson.  Check out his collapse in the sewer of Major League Baseball:


  • 2007: 4.76
  • 2008: 6.35
  • 2009: 5.44


  • 2007: 96
  • 2008: 71
  • 2009:  85


  • 2007: 1.475
  • 2008: 1.660
  • 2008: 1.752


  • 2007: $3.2 M
  • 2008: $4.2 M
  • 2009: $7 M
  • 2010: $10 M

One could make the argument that by the time the 2009 season came to a close, that Nate Robertson was the most overpaid player in all of baseball.  He was so bad at that point that the Tigers paid almost of his salary to have to go and play for someone else!  Robertson was shipped back to the Marlins before the 2010 season for a bag of balls and a bucket of human shit.  Since then, he’s continued his sorry act with the Marlins.

I know I cam across kind of tough on Nate, but I watched the guy toil in Detroit for far too long.  He was really never that great and was mediocre in 2006.  That’s it.  While Nate is probably a perfectly nice dude and might even be cool to hang out with, he sure does suck as a baseball player.

My favorite thing about Nate Robertson?  His name inspired one of the great blog names of all time.

Royce Clayton

Clayton goes the other way for a base-hit.

Royce Clayton is my favorite kind of mediocre athlete.  He was never great (he may have been good a couple of times) but he managed to hang around in the Major Leagues for 17 seasons.  That’s saying something.

Over his 17 year career, Clayton played for 11 different teams.  While both of those pieces of information are pretty impressive, even more impressive is where Clayton played on the diamond.  Usually when a guy sticks around for so long, he moves around the diamond a bit to prolong his career.  Not Royce Clayton.  In those 17 seasons, Clayton was on the field for over 17,000 innings.  Damn!  In all of that time, Clayton spent all but 7.1 innings at shortstop.  He was able to play solid enough defense at a premier position for 17 seasons.  Nice.

Clayton made his big league debut with the San Francisco Giants way back in 1991.  He was the Giants full-time shortstop from 1992-1995.  During that time he hit a paltry .249 with an OPS+ of only 75.  In the winter of 1995, he was the main piece in a trade that sent him to the St. Louis Cardinals.

In 1997, Clayton made his only All-Star Game.  He hit .266 that season with 9 homers and 30 steals.  The following season he was part of a trade deadline deal that sent him packing and he joined the Texas Rangers.  Clayton enjoyed some decent power numbers in Texas (who doesn’t?) as he slugged 14 homers in back-to-back seasons.

Like most guys that stick around for a long time (Vinny Testaverde), Clayton put up some decent career totals in a  few categories.  Check this:

  • 1,904 hits, 39th in baseball from 1991-2007
  • 231 steals, 38th in baseball

In fact, over that time period, only 19 players in all of baseball had at least 1,900 hits and 200 steals.  The list is filled with names like Barry Bonds, Kenny Lofton and Craig Biggio.  Obviously, I’m not saying that Royce Clayton was as good as Barry Bonds, I’m just showing that when you stick around long enough, you’re bound to put up some good-looking numbers.

Royce got exactly 6 at-bats for the Red Sox in 2007, but that was enough for him to earn his only World Series ring.  Atta boy, Royce.  Also, I thought this was funny.  It’s from the first sentence of his website:

“Royce Clayton is one of the premier baseball players of our time and a role model for athletes around the world.”

Best of friends.

A week or so ago, I wrote about the RBs of the Dan Marino era and was just a total blast.  It was a 17 year journey through a sea of mediocre running backs.  While talking to Alex the other night, we came up with the idea for this post.  The stiff’s that patrolled the paint during Michael Jordan’s reign in the Windy City.  The results are just as depressing and even funnier than the jerks Marino had to play with.  Enjoy.

  • Dave Corzine (1984-1989):  The mustachioed Corzine was the Bulls starting center for Jordan’s rookie season in 1984-1985.  He averaged 8 points and 5 boards a game in about 25 minutes a game.  He hung on as a reserve for the next few seasons while getting pretty significant minutes.  His finest seasons came earlier in his career when he average double-digit points with the Nets.
  • Jawann Oldham (1984-1986):  Oldham got most of his playing time for the Bulls in the 1985-86 season, when Jordan played in only 18 games due to an injury.  The seven-footer averaged 7 points, 6 boards and nearly 3 blocks a game in fairly limited action.  Those numbers (especially the blocks) are impressive given his lack of playing time.  Oldham now has his own basketball camp and website.  On the site, he refers to himself as an “NBA Superstar.”
  • Brad Sellers (1986-1989):  Sellers was a lottery pick in 1986.  He is considered a bust.  However, he was one of the few players from that draft not to completely ruin their lives with cocaine, so at least he has that going for him.  Sellers was seven-feet tall and could shoot the rock, but he was a total wimp and not a real center.  He never averaged double digits for the Bulls and was shipped out-of-town for a draft pick.  That draft pick would become BJ Armstrong, one of the most mediocre All-Star’s of all-time.

Bill Cartwright always looked pissed. Probably because he was a dick.

  • Bill Cartwright (1988-1994):  Bill Cartwright was a dick.  He frequently picked up technical fouls for being a dick.  He was a beast in college at San Francisco, where he followed in the footsteps of Bill Russell.  He was an NBA lottery pick who put together a pretty decent career and was probably the best Jordan-era center.  He started most of the time Chicago but rarely got over 30 minutes a game.  He averaged double digits during his first two seasons before deferring even more to Jordan.
  • Jack Haley (1988-1990, 1995-1996): Jack Haley sucked.  Perfectly nice dude from what I can tell, but a lousy basketball player.  Haley averaged just a tick over two points a game while with the Bulls and played in only one game during the 1995-96 season.  Haley is best known for being in Aerosmith’s “Love in an Elevator” music video and for being Dennis Rodman’s best friend.
  • Will Perdue (1988-1995, 1999-2000): Believe it or not, Will Perdue was a Lottery pick way back when.  The Bulls took the seven-footer 11th overall back in 1988.  He never averaged more than 8 points a game.  Even though he is a career 57% free throw shooter and was never a regular starter, Perdue is the proud owner of four NBA Championship rings (3 with the Bulls, one with the Spurs).  He is arguably the whitest player to ever appear in the NBA (post 1965).
  • Stacey King (1989-1994):  King is the highest lottery-pick  bust of the Jordan era centers.  King was drafted 6th overall in the 1989 draft out of Oklahoma where she absolutely dominated.  In her four seasons with the Bulls she averaged about 7 points and 3 rebounds a game before the Bulls traded her for the immortal Luc Longley (more on him in a second).  King never get it together in the NBA but has a pretty sweet TV gig for Bull television.  Stacey is noted as being the only female player in NBA history.

I would have killed to be at this party.

  • Bill Wennington (1993-1999):  Wennington’s main claim to fame is being one of the finer, bearded-Canadian basketball players of the 1990s.  Wennington looked like a towering Red Wood out on the court, checking in at seven feet tall and 250 pounds.  Sadly, he played much smaller, getting about 5 points and 2 rebounds a game during his time with the Bulls.  Wennington was a decent free throw shooter for a center, making over 80% of his attempts.    He is a proud member of the Canadian Basketball Hall of Fame.

Luc Longley: Professional Big Dog.

  • Luc Longley (1994-1998):  Luc Longley has been described as a deft passer.  He has also been described as slow, offensively handicapped, and Australian.  It’s all true.  Longley came over in that BIG Stacey King trade and was the Bulls starting center for three seasons.  Longley averaged right around 10/5 while with the Bulls.  He was traded to the Suns after winning three rings with the Bulls.  He currently resides in his homeland and his married to a celebrity chef.  What a dude.

Corie Blount has a problem.

  • Corie Blount (1993-1995):  Blount was a first round pick of the Bulls in 1993 after a mediocre run at Cincinnati.  He averaged only 3 points and 3 rebounds a game while in Chicago with Jordan (he made 2 more appearances with the Bulls later in his career).  There are some other guys that logged more minutes than Blount, but he has a story.  Since retiring, Blount has been arrested multiple times for drug offenses.  He was busted with over 11 pounds of marijuana.  He later pled guilty and spent a year in prison for having close to 30 pounds on him at his house.  You can watch him get sentenced here if you’re into that sort of thing.

No one knows what happened to Bison Dele.

  • Bison Dele (1996-1997):  Dele (formerly Brian Williams) played in only 7 regular season games in 1996-97, but made significant contributions in the postseason.  Williams struggled through some personal issues while in college and early in NBA career.  After his nice run with the Bulls, in which he earned a ring, Dele got a big free agent deal from the Detroit Pistons.  After a couple of nice seasons with the Pistons, Dele tired of the organization and of basketball and called it quits abruptly at the age of 30.  He walked about from over $30 million.  Weird dude.  The story of what happened next is sad and even weirder.  Reportedly, Dele went sailing on his boat (the Hakuna Matata) with his girlfriend, a skipper and his brother.  Dele was last seen on July 8th 2002.  Almost two weeks later, the boat docked with only Dele’s brother on board.  The conclusion made was that Dele’s brother killed everyone on board in order to get the boat, some gold, and some cash.  His brother insisted he was innocent, but he feared prison.  In September he overdosed on insulin and died.  He was the only major witness in the incident, so it seems unlikely that we will ever find out what happened to Bison Dele.

Terry Kirby coughs it up.

Dan Marino is, without question, one of the biggest dogs to ever suit up in NFL history.  He was blessed with an absolute canon of an arm and a smile that could melt your heart.  He also played opposite a young Jim Carrey in Ace Ventura: PEt Detective.  Dan Marino is a legend.

However, if you had to find a chink in the guy’s armor it is that he NEVER won a Super Bowl.  During his prolific 17 year NFL career, the great Marino appeared in only ONE Super Bowl and that was when he was 23 years old and in his second NFL season.  Some think he just didn’t have the heart, others blamed it on bad luck.  It’s hard to prove any of those theories, so I’m going to highlight something we can prove:  Marino played with an abundance of mediocre running backs.  Peep this:

  • Tony Nathan (1983-1987):  Nathan was one of Marino’s first backs in Miami, and was actually with the club before Marino arrived for the 1983 season.  He averaged over 4.5 yards a carry while playing with Dan, but never racked up more than 700 yards in a season.  He topped out at 685 yards during Marino’s rookie season.  Nathan had a good college career at Alabama and has bounced around the college ranks and NFL as a running backs coach.
  • Lorenzo Hampton (1985-1989):  Hampton was a first round pick of the Dolphins following their Super Bowl appearance.  The club recognized the need for a running game and thought Hampton would be the answer.  They were wrong and it would not be the last time.  Hampton peaked with 830 yards in 1986 but was done by 1989 with a yards per carry rate below four.
  • Sammie Smith (1989-1991):  Another first round pick (ninth overall) to go poorly for Marino and the Dolphins.  Smith was very talented and put together a great college career at Florida State.  However, he was at FSU in the late 1980s (presumably on cocaine the entire time).  He ran for 831 yards in 1990, but that was about all he ever contributed as he was out of Miami after the following season.  In 1996 he was busted with cocaine (FSU, man) and spent seven years in prison and it’s hard to succeed in the NFL when you’re in prison.
  • Mark Higgs (1990-1994):  Higgs was not drafted by the Dolphins, but signed as a free agent prior to the 1990 season.  He topped the 900 yard mark twice while in Miami and was of the better backs to be paired with Marino.  He wasn’t much on average though, never once averaging four yards per carry.  Sadly, Higgs was a total dud out of the backfield as a receiver, never once catching more than 16 balls in a single season.  He has since started his own business and coaches HS football.
  • Terry Kirby (1993-1995):  Kirby is one of my favorite Marino backs.  Kirby actually had a pretty decent career, spending his first three years in Miami.  He rushed for only 1,035 yards in those three seasons, but was a terrific weapon as a receiver.  In fact, he caught 75 balls during his rookie season and 66 in his final season.  He is the brother of mediocre baseball player, Wayne Kirby.  What a family.
  • Bernie Parmalee (1992-1998):  The longest tenured Marino back, Parmalee was only a starter for two years.  He topped the 800 yard mark twice as he made a decent duo with Terr Kirby in 1994 and 1995.  He would stay in Miami for a few more seasons, primarily as a back up and totaled just under 2,000 yards in his seven seasons with the Dolphins.  This past February he was hired as the tight ends coach of the Kansas City Chiefs.
  • Karim Abdul-Jabbar (1996-1999):  Ladies and Gentleman, I give you the only 1,000 yard rusher to ever team with Dan Marino.  This should tell you just how anemic the running game was during Marino’s career.  The hilariously named Abdul-Jabbar was drafted by the Dolphins in the third round out of UCLA (not be confused with Kareem Abdul-Jabbar).  He ran for 1,116 yards in his rookie season, but got those yards averaging just 3.6 a carry.  In 1997, his second season, Abdul-Jabbar led the NFL with 15 rushing touchdowns (BIG).  However, his career was over two years later.  He has had at least three different names in his lifetime, recently changing it because he was sued by Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.  I’m not making that up.
  • Lawrence Phillips (1997):  Phillips played only a half season with Marino in 1997.  He is notable on this list though because it’s when Marino’s career was coming to a close and the Dolphins were desperate.  Phillips had a shady history legally before joining the Dolphins but they needed some pop.  He provided only 44 yards and was in the news constantly for being a son of a bitch.  During his career and after, the talented Phillips has been arrested numerous times for violent offenses.  In 2009 he was sentenced to 31 years in prison.
  • Cecil Collins (1999):  Lawrence Phillips Jr.  Collins had a TON of problems while in college, so much so that he was kicked out of LSU.  Still, the poor Dolphins needed a running game, so they took the talented Collins in the fifth round of the NFL draft.  He ran for over 400 yards as a rookie during Marino’s final season.  It ended up being Collins’ final season as well.  The winter of his rookie season, he broke into a woman’s house to “watch her sleep”.  This stunt, coupled with previous charges landed him in prison for 15 years (he’s due out in 2014).