They ought to put that header quote on Mark Emmert’s tombstone.
But here’s the main point:
The problem with this performative ritual is not that it unfairly maligns Emmert, who has done plenty to deserve the scorn, but that it confuses both the problem of college sports and the breadth of its culpability. Frankly, it misses an essential component of Emmert’s job and the NCAA’s function: to take the heat, so others don’t have to.
And it works.
He’s there, making $2 million plus a year, to be the useful idiot the schools need him to be and he does his job well.