Michael Adams is a moron. Even Colin Cowherd knows it.

Those of you who've talked to me personally know that I am not a fan of ESPN talking schmuck Colin Cowherd. For one thing, he's no Tony Kornheiser. He replaced Kornheiser on ESPN radio's national broadcasts in the 10 am to 1 pm slot a couple of years ago, and hasn't done a fact check since. One of Cowherd's greatest moments was when he shamelessly and blatantly ripped off The M Zone and then refused to apologize for it, until the brass at ESPN gave him a stern talking to. Cowherd fancies himself an entertainment personality, not a journalist. I'm sure most serious journalists wouldn't recognize him as such either. Most entertainment personalities wouldn't recognize him as entertaining. But, like Cowherd, that's just my opinion. And we're all entitled to our opinions, after all.

For the MENSA members among you: Colin Cowherd is to Ray Goff as Tony Kornheiser is to _________.

But I digress. Cowherd managed to make sense in spite of himself yesterday when he called charades on Mike Adams for bullying ESPN and CBS into eschewing the phrase "World's Largest Outdoor Cocktail Party". Cowherd's valid point was that you can call it whatever you want. It will still be a bunch of people going on a three day bender, passing out in ditches, and occasionally getting naked. Lewis Grizzard, by the way, once pointed out that the difference between being "nude" and being "naked" is whether or not you're up to something. I just thought I'd point that out.

Now that, by God, is a sports journalist.

Cowherd also pointed out that the political communicators like Adams have just about succeeded in finding a way to make everything offensive, and have made a sport of the creative euphemism. He wondered for instance when we'll have to stop using the phrase "blitz" because of the images of Nazi World War II atrocities conjured by that term.

If you're one of the people saying we should get rid of this guy, you are an absolute moron. As much as I admire him though, I have to admit Herr Richt is the only German-American who doesn't even know the meaning of the word "blitz".

Orson Swindle over at EDSBS has helpfully recommended the monikor "The World's Largest Outdoor Coke Orgy", and even has T-shirts. You should definitely pick one up, because it's bound to be a collector's item.

The point, which has been made many times before, is that no matter what Wittgenstein may may have told you, language does not create reality when it's only one guy talking the talk. Mike Adams' Jeremiads will not ever change the name of this fall bacchanalian, which has existed since before Mikey tied his first bow tie, or sipped his first chardonnay. People would probably stop making fun of him if he would just recognize this.

But he won't. It's just not in his nature. Mike Adams has found his own personal Iraq, from which there are no graceful withdrawals, and little chance of lasting success. We might as well just have a drink and watch him flounder. He'll eventually move on to another hair-brained idea.

Er spricht Deutsch auch nicht. (He doesn't speak german, either.)