Anyone with a cerebral cortex and a medulla oblongata knows that Johnny Manziel — if cleared by the NCAA in the coming days — will play one more year at Texas A&M and then hit the bricks for the NFL. Only the dreamiest dreamers in Aggie Nation could believe otherwise.
First, the kid can go pro and make millions. He doesn’t need millions, but according to multiple sources and numerous reports he and his oil-rich family aren’t happy that they can’t cash in on Johnny Football Fever while everyone else can. They want their cut.
Second, Manziel tweeted — yeah, yeah, he was just frustrated — that he can’t wait to leave College Station. A momentary lapse of not, it doesn’t suggest A&M’s Heisman-winner wants to return for another season, much less two.
Third, his parents tossed a few barbs at Texas A&M in the recent ESPN The Magazine piece from Wright Thompson. If you read that story and still think the relationship between the school and the Manziels is a healthy one, you’re probably decked out from head to toe in maroon at this very minute.
Fourth, with all the scrutiny Manziel and his family have had to deal with this offseason, wouldn’t you leave? Hey, he helped create the fishbowl he’s now unhappy with, but if you’re gonna have people watching you 24/7 like some freak in a “Big Brother” house, you might as well get paid for the aggravation.
Which brings us to another house. The one in College Station that the Manziel family has been trying to sell since April. For some reason today – four months after it went on the market — the listing has become a national story.
That’s partly because the story involves Manziel and partly because we’ve reached a point in our society where everything is news. Which in turn means that nothing is news. It’s all just noise.
“Hey, the Royal Couple named their kid George!” “Hey, Sly Stallone and Bruce Willis are mad at each other!” “Hey, there’s a chance of a terror attack so the US government is shutting down a number of embassies!” “Hey, Justin Bieber is wearing a yellow hat today!”
Actual news, factual news, real news, important news gets mixed in with so much fluff and pablum that it just becomes another information blip passing before our eyes and in and out of our consciousness in a nanosecond. We no longer care if something is news, we just want “stuff” to look at and react to. The Manziel’s selling a house apparently qualifies as stuff. (I could paraphrase an old George Carlin routine in order to more accurately describe this “stuff,” but I’ll pass as this is a family site.)
So a quarterback who no one really expects to play at A&M in 2014 has parents who put a College Station house on the market four months ago and we’re supposed to gasp, gawk and jump to conclusions. Well, the conclusions we’re supposed to jump to now were actually jumped to a long time ago. Which means the fact that the Manziels put a house on the market a third-of-a-year ago is somewhat useless information.
Which is pretty much all we care about anymore. Just flash something — anything! — in front of our glazed eyes and empty heads and we can all tweet about it.
Hey, they’re planning a Sharknado 2!