PFT – Ravens linebacker Ray Lewis had to know heading into Super Bowl Media Day that he would be asked about pleading guilty to obstruction of justice in connection with a 2000 incident in which two men were stabbed to death and Lewis was initially charged with murder. But Lewis says that question is not appropriate for Super Bowl Media Day. Asked about the case today, Lewis said, “Nobody here is really qualified to ask those questions,” Lewis said. “I just truly feel that this is God’s time, and whatever his time is, you know, let it be his will. Don’t try to please everybody with your words, try to make everybody’s story sound right.”

It chaps my ass when people use God or God’s will as an excuse for something or to hide behind an issue. It’s a weak, bullshit way of excusing blame for yourself. If I could take a shit on the floor of my office and have it be OK by just saying it’s God’s will, I would be pantsless in a heartbeat. But I can’t. So how can Ray Lewis dodge questions and vilify everything bad that he has done in his life by just saying it’s the will of the Almighty? It’s not only bullshit but it’s annoying as fuck. Own up and take responsibility for yourself for once and the questions will go away.

The fact that he also says, “Nobody here is really qualified to ask those questions” is more outrageous than him getting teabagged by onions in the locker room before the national anthem so he has no problems spawning tears for the cameras. Just a spit in the face to every single journalist who is only doing their jobs. Who is qualified to ask? Oh, right, God and only God.

And to the people who don’t know the facts and think he was acquitted of all charges and found innocent. Totally false. The fucker agreed to a plea bargain that included ratting out his friends and he was found guilty of obstructing justice, which very well may have lead to a guilty charge of accessory to murder if he didn’t cop out. Plus he paid an undisclosed amount of money to the victim’s family to essentially make the case go away. Which, you know, is what Jesus would’ve done anyways so it’s cool.

You don’t want questions about a 13-year-old double murder you were involved in popping up the week before the biggest event of the year? Best not be doing dances pre/postgame, crying to the cameras and whoring the spotlight every chance you get. Maybe then this celebrity taint craving society won’t want to know every detail of your life.

PS – Still, nothing will ever piss me off more than James Thrash catching a hitch for 2 yards then pointing up to God, every, single, time. 10 years since he’s been on the Eagles and I still want to dropkick a kitten thinking about it.