Much ado has been made over the SEC’s recently released media policy. Frankly, much ado should be made over it. The new policies wouldn’t just prohibit things like video and pictures and updates to Facebook and Twitter; they would, if legally viable, prevent you from even calling your friend during the game and letting him know that Tim Tebow just healed a leper in the third row.

The SEC has since backed off that strategy, thanks to complaints from all angles, and some poor wording of the original ticketed fan policy. But just because the SEC has decided to stop doing one dumb thing doesn’t mean they’re not still stupid. The SEC is a basically the heroin addict that’s decided to lay off the heroin and switch to Demerol. This is still very bad:

But “the line is drawn at game footage video,” Mr. Bloom said. “We want to protect our rights to have video between the conference and its members, and ban the commercial sale of photo images. Fans can post photos on their site or Facebook page, but they can’t be for sale.” Mr. Bloom added that technology was becoming so sophisticated so quickly that the conference wanted to protect itself against new innovations in coming years.

This has been lost somewhere in the Twitter mess, or maybe just because it’s a three-plus-year-old argument: Leagues seeking to restrict video of the games on the Internet are actively hurting themselves. They’re telling fans that the only way you can enjoy the leagues’ products is on the leagues’ terms. What’s that? You want to showcase your favorite player making a one-hand grab, which might be seen (at no cost to the league) by hundreds of thousands of people on YouTube? Well then f*** you. You f***ing thief.

Some leagues get it right (the NBA, especially). But it seems now more than ever that NCAA media policies are trending the way of the NFL. It’s sad, but it is the NCAA. What did we expect?

If someone wrongs you, you can sue them. That’s the basic (and beautiful!) tenant of American society. However, when that someone is a government entity, things get a little bit trickier. Unless you’re Mark Cuban and have giant juevos and decide to sue the SEC.

As you’ll recall, the SEC got all up in Cubes’ bid-ness recently when they thought that he was getting shady with some insider trading over Mamma.com stock. Cuban didn’t really appreciate that, and as the WSJ reports, the inspector general of the SE  has now opened up a case as to how his employer handled their investigation into Cuban’s actions.

“We appreciate the role of inspectors general in highlighting areas that may need improvement,” said an SEC spokesman. “In fact, we have concurred with most of the recommendations stemming from the completed audits cited in the semiannual report and are implementing them as appropriate.”

What the spokesman didn’t say is, “You know what? Yeah. Maybe we did screw up and mess with Cubes on this one. Big deal, right? You know who we’re going to blame it on? Bush and Chaney. Boom. Roasted.” Because that’s the truth — this was pre-Obama and, whether we like it or not, there’s any number of scapegoats to be had from that era.

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I discussed the rumor mill surrounding Billy Gillispie elsewhere yesterday, but it appears as if now, there’s no more mongering to go around: ESPN is reporting that Gillispie is donecakes at Kentucky and the school will hold a press conference at 4:30 PM EST to announce it.

Far more interesting, however, is how the reported firing presumably went down. See, Gillispie was driven to UK President Lee Todd’s “campus mansion” at 2:00 PM today. Eighteen minutes later, Gillispie left the building and refused to comment to reporters. Athletics Director Mitch Barnhart left 10 minutes after Gillispie, wasn’t chatty either, and headed to Wildcat Lodge to meet with the UK players.

So, yeah, seems like he’s gone. My question is … how did it happen? My thought was that Gillispie walked in and said “Alright, two-first-name-guy, let’s just get this the f–k over with, alright?” And Todd looked at him like he was crazy before unleashing the hounds. R postulated briefly that the Todd gave Gillispie roughly 30 seconds of “I’m sorry, son” before he canned him and then Billy Clyde spent the remaining 15 minutes begging and pleading for his job. The latter sounds like more fun.

Of course, neither is as fun as hopefully watching Kentucky chase — and fall flat on — Billy Donovan, the conveniently recently eliminated John Calipari or Jay Wright. And after about 5 PM today, we get to enjoy that for at least a week.

There has been much ado about Lane Kiffin’s hiring in Tennessee. Some people think he’ll be a good coach (me) and others (Clay Travis) are more skeptical about the youngster handling the botched reigns of Philip Fulmer’s wagon. And Steve Spurrier just thinks he’s a cheater.

But almost more attention has been paid to Mr. Kiffin’s reasonably attractive wife, Layla. So much so that some psycho fan has created the Web site, IWouldDoLaylaKiffin.com. I wish I was kidding.

They say behind every great man there is a great looking woman! Well it might not go exactly like that but it should! Our new YOUNG coach Lane Kiffin is toating a super hot M.I.L.F.. I’m hoping she’s involved in the game plan somehow.

Welcome to Knoxville and PLEASE come around quite often! At least a loss won’t be quite as bad next year. Come here and get lost in those georgious blue eyes!

… And Finkle’s the mayor? Holy psychoville, Batman. It would be one thing if this site was littered with advertisements and someone was just playing off the SEO factor of “Layla Kiffin” but this is just straight up obsess-much territory and, frankly, it should probably scare Lane and his family from even bothering to move off the California coast.

But hey, on the bright side, at least the Kiffins don’t have any children they have to worry about having permanently scarred when obscenely drunk Tennessee fans start screaming vulgarities towards their mother in the middle of football games. (Though, she is eight months pregnant.)

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