Buccaneers tight end Jerramy Stevens was arrested last night in Tampa for possession of cannabis with intent to sell, possession of cannabis, and possession of drug paraphernalia. The first two charges are felonies.
It was just a matter of time before Stevens ran afoul of the law yet again and the only real surprise is that it took this long. The fact that it didn't result in physical and emotional harm to another human being is nothing short of a blessing.
Stevens has often been described by terms like "troubled" or "embattled," although "sociopathic" might be much more accurate. In case you don't know, (and for that to be possible in this day and age is astonishing ... and frightening) Stephens is a bad, bad guy. He's not troubled, he's trouble.
If he was just some guy with his criminal record and a job at Publix who moved into your neighborhood, you'd circulate petitions, sleep with your lights on and start shopping at Winn Dixie. But because he's an athlete with above average physical skills, the Tampa Bay Buccaneers thought it was a good idea to go out and offer him a job (after he was released by the Seattle Seahawks), bring him into our community and keep him around a while. That personnel decision has made it difficult for me to root for the Bucs to the degree which I would like.
Sure, he signed way back in 2007 and has demonstrated good behavior since then up until now, but those familiar with his full history (for whatever reason, in its report on this incident, ESPN, the self-proclaimed "worldwide leader in sports," mentions only a couple of drunk driving incidents in his past, choosing to ignore his truly horrific exploits) have been watching and waiting for something like this. Three years of good behavior doesn't make a sociopath a model citizen any more than the timer on a ticking bomb makes a good clock.
The bomb finally blew up last night, hopefully for the last time.