NORMAN — Contrary to popular opinion, old adages we swear by and soundbites that sound like they ought to be true, the truth may not set you free.
It may expose you in a way you wish not to be exposed. It may be involuntarily interpreted incorrectly to your peril or knowingly misinterpreted in the name of somebody else’s grinding ax. It may prove your momentary stupidity, your gullible nature or your bad taste in music.
About the only thing the truth has going for it, you know, beyond being the truth, is that it will not come back to haunt you.
If the truth is going to haunt you, it’s going to haunt you right now.
I’m not sure what Lance Armstrong should have done differently because I’m pretty sure he was the best cyclist in the world all seven years he won the Tour de France. But I’m pretty sure about that because I’m pretty sure the whole sport was dirty.
What I know is that the biggest reason so many are turning against him as he attempts to come clean about being dirty is that he spent so many years shaking his finger at his accusers; maybe not as long as Pete Rose denied betting on baseball, but coming clean faster than Charlie Hustle isn’t all that impressive.
I know less about Manti T’eo’s predicament, but let’s begin with Wednesday’s bombshell.
Deadspin.com, a website that excels at covering those who cover sports as well as scandal in sports — and tends to get the story right — reported that the thought-to-be girlfriend of the Notre Dame linebacker, Lennay Kekua, who was reported to have died only hours after Teo’s grandmother had also died, well, she never really existed.