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This week in our "classic asshat" series, we honor supreme wanker Matt Leinart. Former USC quarterback and current pro quarterback for the Arizona Cardinals. Matt's asshatery is firmly established by the following incontrovertible evidence:

  • He remained in college to play football by taking, exclusively, a one-credit class: ballroom dancing. Hardly a student, and certainly not getting an education off-the-field that year. It makes one wonder what he was doing with all that time outside of practice, but I'm sure it was ethical.

  • The too-well-maintained scruff-beard. Seriously.

  • Leinart parties with Nick Lachey (I think at one point they were reported to live together) and dated Paris Hilton. I don't even want to think about the kind of airborne STDs that would produce in a person. Though I do think it tells you something when the guy hangs out with people who are famous for, essentially, being famous.

  • Finally, and the most football-related example of asshattitude: Leinart's conduct after the USC-Texas national championship in January 2006. For those of you who remember, ESPN had been fellating the collective Trojan ego for months: Long since had they stopped predicting how Southern Cal would match up with actual teams, and had started a series of fantasy matchups between the Leinart-and-Bush led Southern Cal against the best college and pro teams of all time. I'm sure at one point Ivan Maisel had them challenging the Klingons for interstellar domination and winning by at least 3 touchdowns. As it turned out, the unthinkable happened: Southern Cal wasn't the best of all time--they weren't even the best of that year! And when interviewed after the game, Leinart couldn't come up with one compliment to make about Texas. He just said, "well, I still think we're the better team" and walked off. Utterly classless.

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