In a world where we are consistently discussing what falls into such and such spectrum, or exists within new parameters of fluidity, very rarely do we “call a spade a spade.” Such should be the case for UNLV quarterback Max Gilliam as he apologized today for doing, well, UNLV things.
According to a report in the Las Vegas Review-Journal, Gilliam appeared on the Bravo reality series “Below Deck.” While on an episode of the show, the signal-caller was shown eating sushi off of a nude model on a yacht near Antigua. If ever there was a sentence to highlight the differences between normal college students and scholarship quarterbacks, there would be few better.
Apparently the Runnin’ Rebel football program was not outwardly pleased with the episode as Gilliam apologized earlier Monday. “”I would like to apologize for my poor judgment while on the TV show ‘Below Deck’ and acknowledge that I have made a mistake that I will learn from,” Gilliam posted on Twitter. “While it was not my idea nor any of my friends’ ideas to eat sushi off of a model, I should have exercised better judgment and declined the idea immediately when it was brought up by the producers.
“This is not a reflection of my character or the way I was raised nor a reflection of the culture of UNLV football. I would like to humbly move past this and focus my time and energy on our game against the University of Hawaii this weekend.”
UNLV head coach Marcus Arroyo was asked about the situation post-apology and mentioned that “each of our players…must recognize that when we go out in public we’re representing this team, this university and the alumni and fanbase.”
Yeah, Marcus. Exactly. Nothing embodies the city of Las Vegas and a PROGRAM WITH REBELS RIGHT THERE IN THE NAME better than eating sushi on a yacht off of Antigua. I mean, my God. That should be your entire recruiting pitch to high schools. “Look kid, I can’t promise you California rolls off of boobs, but let’s just say it’s certainly in the realm of possibilities.” I mean why in the hell did you think players were signing up to play in SIN CITY for? The criminal justice degree?
Gilliam transferred to UNLV after starting his career off at Cal. Something tells me he’s more of a UNLV guy than a Berkeley guy. Sure, he could’ve had four years of Sun Bowls, late nights at the library, and a liberal arts major on-again-off-again girlfriend that looks like a young Janeane Garofalo. But no, my mans Max wanted to nom nom some Nigiri off some knockers while playing sparingly for just an awful UNLV football team.
Arroyo had to see this coming, too, right? I can’t imagine he came over after three years at Oregon thinking, “I sure hope all my players make it to bible study on time.” No, I imagine wrangling his players together each day is like when they reassemble the Ducks in the Mighty Ducks sequel, but instead of the movie theatre and Mall of America, Arroyo is grabbing a lineman from the craps table at Caesar’s, a kicker from the Spearmint Rhino, a tight end off Fremont Street, and a corner at Planet 13.
As long as everyone on the Bravo show is a consenting adult, let my man Max live his life. Suck it up, apologize for nothing, and put it on the damn recruiting video. Viva Los Rebels, baby.