Good morning, and Happy Father’s Day to all you dads - both old and new - out there. I went above and beyond for my old man this year, as I bought a bunch of beer and arranged to have it delivered to his house. The caveat is that he just gets to look at it until I show up in August and drink every last one of the beers I ordered. What a magnificent son I am. I’ve always held the belief that dads are like kid names. There are no “good” fathers. There are fathers, and there are bad fathers.
Larry Scott: The Pac-12’s deadbeat dad
