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Sunday Sundown Rundown - 9/715

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1. Germany and Sweden - The European migration issue is not one that is easy to wrap your mind around. It's a rather deep situation with a lot of gray area morally and ethically. Despite the choices, kudos to Germany and Sweden who have kept their doors open to those refugees fleeing Syria's current war. Again, it's not an easy call, but they've made the decision to help others. 

2. Pink - Major props this week goes to the recording artist, Pink, who called out the MTV VMA's for what it is - garbage. Okay, fine, that was my word, however, Pink was brave enough to say what really is true, "this trash won't save any kids life." She went on further honestly describe the VMAs, "...Let down by my industry and peers". Amen, Pink. So glad someone in the music industry called the VMAs for what it is.

3. Starstruck Boy - This kid who was set to walk out with Swansea City and Manchester City  and had the best reaction once he realized that he was standing next to Wayne Rooney. Just a great facial reaction. 

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1. NFL - Sooooooooooooooooooo, Tom Brady walks. And once again the NFL has egg on it's face in how it handled another disciplinary situation. What a disaster. 

2. Sean Ludwick - This guy is a real piece of you-know-what. Not only does he drive home drunk and kill his friend, but he drove away on two rims and left his friend at the scene of the crash to die. Can it get worse? Yup. Ludwick decided to count a wad of money while in court as if the trial wasn't all that important to him. What an ass. 

3. ESPN - If you think the NFL is the only one that is all over the map when it comes to being fair, how about ESPN? The company came down harshly on Curt Schilling for some personal tweets by removing him from all broadcasts for the rest of the year, but has done nothing to Cris Carter for his "advice" to NFL rookies, or did nothing in the past when Stephen A. Smith claimed some women instigated domestic abuse, and justified the action because of it. No wonder the ESPN empire is rapidly crumbling. 

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