Detroit isn't quite ready to do that just yet.
I don't blame them:
Every time Matt Millen showed up on camera during NBC's Super Bowl pregame, Channel 4 ran a crawl at the bottom of the screen:
"Matt Millen was president of the Lions for the worst eight-year run in the history of the NFL. Knowing his history with the team, is there a credibility issue as he now serves as an analyst for NBC Sports?"
The state of Michigan should emulate the Quebecois and print We Remember! license plates - nobody deserves Matt Millen - not even a blighted industrial wasteland overrun by teamsters.
He was a Chaplinesque disgrace as a GM and the fact that he has been actively recycled into the NFL anaylst infrastructure makes perfect sense for a media that gives us the insightful analysis of Michael Irvin (exuberant, crucial vibrator/whore experience, do you know who I am?, coked up but now saved, dildo telestrator, once punched referee during celebrity basketball tournament, slit Everett Mckiver's throat with scissors), Emmit Smith (notoriously selfish and egomaniacal, won't acknowledge OL's role in his prominence, serial sodomizer of the English language) and Keyshawn Johnson (delusional, bedwetter, angina, excellent dresser, thinks the word "subliminal" means sublime).
Athletes are learning what politicians have always known: an absence of shame is the crucial cornerstone of media power and success. Our collective memory has been shortened and our institutional knowledge so crippled by 24 hour news cycles and cultural idiocracy that people now confuse notoriety with acclaim.
Bravo, Channel 4.