I tried my level best not to write anything about Richard Sherman over the last week, because you could lock me in a window-less room for 24 hours with nothing but a bag of Dorito dust, a cassette-tape series on the rise and fall of the Austro-Hungarian empire, and an empty blog post reading “my thoughts about Richard Sherman,” and I still would not be able to muster any thoughts about Richard Sherman, other than jealousy for his quantity of hair, which seems substantial. I care more about the temperature that split pea soup boils at than I do about any part of the Richard Sherman story. By a lot. And I bet there’s probably not a big mystery over what temperature split pea soup boils at, now that I think about it.
And yet, the world has certain realities. One of the realities: Last Monday, an item Sarah once wrote about Richard Sherman and Trent Williams received three times more page views than any other item on this here blog. That Sherman-Williams item was 13 months old. Try going to sleep after staring at a report like that.
So clearly, at least some of you people would like to read more about Richard Sherman, especially insofar as he has a D.C. sports connection. For those of you, I present this fact: Nats reliever Drew Storen was at Stanford at the same time as Sherman, took classes with the former NFL star, and appreciates his antics, or whatever you call loud postgame interviews.
“To me, I know Richard Sherman, since I went to school with him,” Storen told The Tommy Show on 94.7 Fresh FM late last week. “He was in a couple of my classes. I’ve been around him. So that’s him, and I really don’t have a problem with any of it. I think it’s great, because I like the competitiveness of it more than anything.
“It’s easy for people to forget that guys are out on the field competing, and there’s a lot more that goes into it than what you just see,” Storen went on. “That’s the thing: those guys are out there putting their lives and their bodies on the line all night, just killing each other. And for him to be fired up right after the game, he should be. He was still professional about it: he didn’t cuss, he didn’t do anything like that. So I loved it, but that’s just me.”
Storen, though, had a considerably different view than, say, Justin Verlander, who was a big crankypants about the whole thing, reinforcing the notion that baseballers are stuck in an alternate fun-less sports reality.
“I don’t know how much I agree with all the on-field stuff,” Storen said. “But I am from Indianapolis, and we had one of the best trash-talkers in sports in Reggie Miler, so I’ve always been a fan of [Miller’s]. I love the trash-talk and all that good stuff.”
Then Storen was asked what gems would be revealed if he wore a mic on the field.
“It depends who it is,” Storen said. “If there’s trash-talking, more than likely I’m not gonna be able to repeat it on the radio. We tend to have some different language every once in a while, and sometimes you can’t share it with everybody, right?”
(First transcribed by Chris Lingebach)