Here is what I know about Cam Robinson and Hootie Jones being arrested in Louisiana early Tuesday morning: Only what I’ve read, the same as everyone else.
Just in case there is someone who hasn’t been keeping up, Alabama pre-season All-America tackle Cam Robinson and Crimson Tide safety Hootie Jones were arrested very early in the morning Tuesday in their hometown of Monroe, La. Robinson was charged with a felony, possession of a stolen firearm in the presence of narcotics. Jones was charged with a misdemeanor, possession of a firearm in the presence of narcotics. They were booked at approximately 3:30 a.m.
Here is what I am pretty sure of:
When Alabama football players get their brief break following the spring semester, Crimson Tide Coach Nick Saban does not have them submit to a lobotomy before they leave Tuscaloosa. I know, I know. It looks as though that surely is the case, but I don’t believe it is.
Here is what I don’t know, though I have heard and read several scenarios:
Saban is going to know a lot more about the situation than we are, and he is going to know just about everything he needs to know very quickly. From a football standpoint, there will be ramifications for both players.
Jones is probably facing nothing more than a fine.
If Robinson has no previous felony charges and if he can gain youthful offender status, he is likely to avoid a felony conviction.
Here is what I wonder about:
Why do so many young men feel the need to have a firearm in their cars? They are not out for sport target shooting at 3 in the morning.
And speaking of which, what in the world are they doing out at 3 in the morning? We know what happens after midnight: nothing good.
With all the talk about Alabama teammates being “brothers” and having each others’ backs, what makes them throw those teammates under the bus of national derision, and damage their team at least to the extent of the playing time they will miss?
How can such stupid people be students at The University of Alabama?
On Monday, a friend of mine suggested this is my slack time. I told him that for the next couple of months there would probably be some news, and it probably would be bad news. Though I hoped that wouldn’t happen, it has happened before and probably will again.
I didn’t know that dire prediction would come true so quickly.