By now you've no doubt heard about Don Imus, who makes a living being a public jackass, referring to the Rutgers Women's Basketball team as a collection of "nappy-headed ho's." If you haven't, check it out. Imus's idiocy is getting enough attention, so I'm not going to rehash it at length. All I want to know is two things:

1. Has Imus looked at himself in a mirror lately? I'm not sure a guy who looks like that should get on anyone's case about their hair.

2. C. Vivian Stringer and her team, one of the greatest groups of college athletes of the last few decades, have agreed to meet with Imus. Why not on the court? Let him and his equally jackass producer McGuirk put together a team of racist, mysoginistic, over-the-hill never-wuzzes; Rutgers could spot them a hundred points, and still beat their sorry asses handily. That's a game I'd pay to see. And it may be the only context in which I ever want to see or hear about Don Imus again.