Over the holiday, I got into a discussion with some relatives about "The Blind Side". One of them had seen it and said what a great story it was and of course, unable to shut my mouth, I spouted off about my desire to adopt a 6'8 350 lb orphan too because State needs some help on the O-line. They kept trying to get me to go see it and I would change my mind. But the damn thought of a story about the Tuohy's, Ole Miss, and Michael Oher just makes me ill. Am I a bad person for this?