Antonio Cromartie Gets a Vasectomy
NY Post – Well, the good news is Antonio Cromartie won’t have any more names to remember. The Jets’ All-Pro cornerback, who has infamously fathered 10 children with eight different women and had trouble remembering all of his kids’ names during an episode of “Hard Knocks” in 2010, got a vasectomy late in the 2011 season, according to a new book. In the book, “Collision Low Crossers: A Year Inside the Turbulent World of NFL Football,” slated to be released next week, Nicholas Dawidoff writes: “ Cro had recently submitted to a vasectomy — ‘I got snipped,’ as he told [Dawidoff]… In 2012, it was reported several of the mothers of Cromartie’s children were attempting to star in a reality show together. The women felt in addition to the half-siblings growing closer, the women would be able to make more money than the $3,500 Cromartie reportedly paid six of the women at the time. Cromartie shot down the idea.
I have to admit, as happy as I am for the human gene pool, this is a sad day. I’m obviously no fan of the Jets or of The Father of Our Country here. But somewhere deep down I always admired Cromartie’s game. He was a competitor. He wanted it more than the next guy. Most of your irresponsible babydaddies will quit after a half dozen or so. But not Cro. He soldiered on. He had no quit in him. And no BJ, birth control or anal in the world was going to stop him from creampieing wherever and whomever he wanted to creampie. And he was never going to pull out for anyone, ever. The world be damned. Not even if he ended up with more kids than Vince Vaughn in “Delivery Man” and had to get a night job to pay the child support. You have to admire that kind of spunk (pun not intended but intended). But now it’s just not the same. Sure he can still deposit his load anywhere he wants. But with his baby batter is gluten free now, where’s the fun? Where’s the danger? Now he’s just another condom-hating nobody, filling whatever hole he chooses with no consequences like a neighborhood cat that’s gotten fixed. And now we’ll never get to hear his try to remember the name of dear sweet precious little Baby 11. I say this as a guy who got himself fixed after just two kids, and I speak for fans of reckless procreation everywhere when I say: it’s a sad, sad day indeed.
Blog Within a Blog: While we’re talking about the Jets secondary, I just want to state for the record and everyone who’s been asking me: I was not interested in Ed Reed on the Patriots. Sure, Belichick has a coachcrush on him for years. But that’s when Reed could play. Whether it’s age or him just cashing after winning the Super Bowl and not having the competitive fire anymore, I can’t say. But I do know he’s a shell of his former self. He only started 5 of 7 games for the Texans. He only had 16 tackles with no sacks and no turnovers. And he’d been demoted to a subpackage player, taking only 32 snaps in his last game. And Houston’s D was better when he wasn’t on the field than when he was. You can argue that the Texans let him go because he called out the coaches, but they would’ve stuck their fingers in their ears and gone “Lalala… I’m not listening… Lalala” if he was say, Ed Reed of 5-6 years ago. This isn’t sour grapes. I’m not criticizing the Jets for making the move. It costs them nothing and it’s worth a shot. But you can’t tell me Houston would eat $6 million for 5 starts if Reed had any miles left in his engine. The Patriots signing him would’ve been like Bret Saberhagen on the Sox, Jagr on the Bruins or Shaq on the Celtics. @JerryThornton