The Vikings are untrustworthy folks. They have proven that with their conduct in the financing of their new stadium.
The people at the State Capitol that pushed through this billion-dollar edifice – including Gov. Mark Dayton – did so in the belief that the Vikings would make modest demands on their season-ticket holders when it came to putting up front money for seats in the new structure.
The Vikings then turned it into a needless and wild-eyed money grab … an anticipated $125 million in seat licenses. The fact that Michele Kelm-Helgen and her pals on the Minnesota Sports Facilities Authority approved this gouge makes you wonder why they wound up as such lackeys for the Vikings.
Adrian Peterson is a knothead. He has proven that with idiotic comments through the years, such as comparing NFL players to "slaves,'' and suggesting he has no trouble with gay people as long as he doesn't wind up in a locker-room shower at the same time.
And let's face it: The evidence is fairly clear that Adrian's concern for protection is as indifferent in intimate situations as it is in pass blocking.
Peterson lost me a year ago, when he accepted condolences from NFL players and the public after the death of a son as if he had spent countless hours tickling that 2-year-old under the chin.
Within a couple of days, we found out Peterson had never met the child … never made the short drive from Mankato to Sioux Falls last summer to meet the child. He didn't see the child until the 2-year-old was on life support.
My reaction was, "It's official. Our hero Adrian is a fraud.''