I insincerely apologize for not posting a Tuesday Top Ten last night. I was busy playing trivia and watching by beloved Hoosiers shit the bed against a remarkably unattractive Wisconsin team.
Anyway, in honor of the revelation that Manti Te'o's dead girlfriend was never alive in the first place (thanks to Trashton and RobD for sending me the link), I figured that "Liar" by Henry Rollins was an appropriate Retro Video of the Week. Seriously, though, what the fuck? Te'o has always been made out to be this wholesome, stand-up guy, but this whole thing has to make NFL GMs uneasy, since he is clearly a fraud. This guy (with the help of a friend, apparently) made up a girl and made up her back story, including her death, which conveniently happened the same day as his grandma's real death and provided plenty of heart-string-pulling fodder for media types. Te'o was lionized because of this double tragedy and had the balls to mention his fake girlfriend after his 2-interception game in Notre Dame's win over Michigan a week after she apparently died. Of course, in response to the Deadspin article exposing this hoax, Te'o and Notre Dame have now both claimed that Te'o was the victim of a hoax. Te'o claims he met her online and that they had a relationship online and on the phone. I'm not buying it at all. There was an entire back story that the media was reporting about how Te'o and this girl met in 2009, how she visited him in Hawai'i (where he is from) in 2010 and 2011, and how they talked on the phone nightly throughout 2012 (before her fake death). Given that she didn't exist and, according to Te'o, their relationship was only online and on the phone, you would think he would have corrected those reports about them meeting in person. You would also think that, if they spoke nightly, there would have been some point when he figured that something was fishy. Perhaps he should offer up his phone records to support his claim that he was the victim of the hoax. Of course, he conveniently didn't go to her funeral (which was in a city in California that doesn't exist) because she insisted that he not miss any games. He also referred to her sister (who also didn't exist) on Twitter as "the realist person I know." The icing on the cake, for me, is that the apparent mastermind of the hoax is one of Te'o's friends, who was on the field for the USC/Notre Dame game and apparently hung out with Te'o after the game. So what Manti Te'o and Notre Dame are asking us to believe is that, despite all the holes in the story and Te'o's connection to the alleged hoax perpetrator, Te'o had no idea this girl he met several times (if you believe the many media accounts of their relationship) or never met (if you believe Te'o's version) did not exist. There is no way he wasn't in on it. With that, here is a song by Henry Rollins: