There seriously can't be any more debate about whether this is the worst year in the history of sports, can there? The only remaining question is whether anything actually good happened. (Yeah, I know, some overall good was probably done. None of it comes to mind right now. I'm sure it will eventually.)

No, 2007 is doing to the rest of sports history what the Patriots are doing to the rest of the NFL: running it up. No other year is close, and yet it's November and the year still has its starters in, is throwing deep, going for it on fourth-and-1 and spiking the ball in the end zone.

I mean, did you ever, in your wildest dreams, think that one day you, sports fan, would hear of a judge referring to the home of a current National Football League head coach as "a drug emporium''?

On any other day, the revelation that a five-time tennis Grand Slam champion might have been on the pipe, or that baseball's all-time home run king might boycott the Hall of Fame, would have devoured the space and time of every sports media outlet in the land. Individually, that is. Yet they both happened on one day, yesterday. And both were totally eclipsed by the Andy Reid courtroom story.

You're afraid to say, "What's next?'' because you just might find out. Each story has been worse than the last, and there are still two months left. I don't even have a comment on any of the above stories, except for "Enough already!''

I have nothing left. Well, one thing, the original idea for this item, before Hingis, Barry Bonds and those ig'nant Reid boys took over. This cartoon from Saturday Night Live's "TV Funhouse'' (warning: language is fine, content is pretty adult), which, on recent viewing, reminded me of Bill Belichick.