Before LL Cool J became the face of whichever NCIS he stars in for CBS, he was a famous rapper. His most popular song was "Mama Said Knock You Out," which starts with "Don't call it a comeback."
I've long considered LL Cool J a personal idol - although my mom has yet to instruct me to knock anybody out. I believe it is only right I borrow his lyrics to announce my (brief) return to the Standard.
No, I am not wavering on my October decision to depart the sports desk. I leave all major flip-flopping in Warren County to certain elected officials. Instead, I'm just a fill in until your regularly scheduled 'Right On!' returns in the near future.
Surveying the sports landscape led me to the realization that a lot can change in six months. Back when I left, the Kansas City Royals were the toast of Major League Baseball, the San Antonio Spurs were beginning their NBA title defense, Predators fans couldn't even pronounce coach Peter Laviolette's name - much less spell it - and nobody cared about the PSIs in Tom Brady's footballs.
Locally, the Pioneers still had an all-district quarterback, people were actually allowed to be on the Civic Center fields and players were still adjusting to a first-year football coach.
Well, I guess some things never change.
Seriously, I thought my decision to leave was abrupt, but at least I gave a two weeks notice. Scott Smith left with a "g2g, cya" text that probably hadn't been received by all his players before he finished signing his Franklin County contract.
Maybe the most frustrating thing about reading his short-sighted, shorthand text was there were no wink faces or :( in the whole thing. Emojis are the new way of communicating coach, get with the times.
His departure, and subsequent hiring of Tom Moore, set the coaching carousel in motion once again. The damage was pretty light this season, only football and volleyball changed hands. It's still crazy enough that basketball coaches Chris Sullens and Shea Panter - both hired last year - rank among the top five in coaching tenure at Warren County High School.
Now is the perfect time to hope all WCHS sports will make the leap next year. Everybody is 0-0 and coaches are stocking their cupboards with talented individuals in hopes of making a dent in District 6AAA play next season. I retired my magic eight-ball the moment I gave up writing for a living, but I'll make the educated guess at least one team (girls golf) wins a district championship next season. For all other sports, I'll stick with "ask me again later."
This concludes my tour of the Warren County sports landscape - one which can be bountiful and barren at the same time.
To my faithful fans (Hi mom!), don't wait around for a follow-up column. Like LL Cool J, I'm dropping the mike and moving on. . . again.