Speaking of Juco candy...if your last name is McKinney, stay inside this week or risk getting into small-time but embarrassing trouble. Justin McKinney, already a distinguished offseason warrior by virtue of shooting himself in the foot in 2003 and missing the entire season, mortars another brick into the wall of his redneck status by getting picked up in relation to writing a bad check in Manhattan, Kansas. (HT: Nathan)
With these two charges, McKinney edges closer to earning an honorary spot on the cast of My Name Is Earl. All he needs now is a domestic violence, fencing, loitering, or drunk and disorderly, and he'll be stealing car stereos and ordering commemorative plates under false names and addresses C.O.D. with Jamie Pressly.
Justin McKinney: just a loitering charge away from being here.