It's 4:38 a.m. on Sunday and Weis greets Walters for the interview that'd been promised. From the tone of the piece, you get the sense that Walters was surprised at how forthcoming he was about his Notre Dame coaching career. (Weis, apparently, also curses like Artie Lange.) He expected the criticism and the fat jokes, but he didn't expect how much of a toll this would take on his family:

"The damage to Maura and Charlie Jr. is irreparable, It's watching me get hammered. I'll never forgive the people who character-assassinated me without even knowing me. Those people did irreparable damage to my wife and son, and I'll never forgive them."

Speaking of Charlie Jr., he's a 15-year-old coaching prodigy. One thing Weis knows for sure, though, is that his son will never be part of the Fightin' Irish family: "I know where he won't be going to college."

Charlie Weis Opens Up About His Notre Dame Experience [AOL Fanhouse]

Q. Your thoughts on the pictures that appeared online earlier this week and what happens from here?
COACH WEIS: I'm going to answer that in two sentences. First of all, I think the obvious thing, on a serious note, I think it's important that I don't condone underage drinking. I think that's important to say.
But that being said and no sarcastic moment really meant to be, but give me a break. Let's move on on.

Q. Well, let me ask you this —
COACH WEIS: Let's move on.

Q. I'm going to ask you this question anyway. The players, let's face it, they are underage and they pose for a picture in a situation that allegedly is questionable. They were in a position where they were allegedly drinking. Your thoughts on that?
COACH WEIS: Alleged by who?

Q. The website said they were participating in something called the Beer Olympics.
COACH WEIS: I said let's give them a break and let's move on. That's as far as I'm going to say. I'm not going to take it any further than that.

Q. Not going to be any discipline?
COACH WEIS: Let's move on on.

Now, here's the thing: If this were any other coach you might be able to give him credit for protecting his players from these types of questions and prolonging the "controversy." But Charlie Weis, for all intents and purposes, is just an absolute prick. According to several people who've had the displeasure of dealing with him on a professional level, he's the most unhelpful, paranoid person, who, for whatever reason carries himself with such an air of entitlement, you'd think his lunchmeat-stuffed body was able to levitate.

But what makes this particular response so disingenuous is the fact that Weiss will cloak himself in self-righteousness when its convenient for him (i.e. Dana Jacobson) and can praise himself for not recruiting a bunch of "hoodlums and thugs" yet he can sit there and stonewall a reporter on a pretty legitimate question about the possible ramifications from this incident? All he had to say was, "We're looking into it" or "It's still being investigated and I'll keep you updated as soon as I hear something." Instead they get "Let's move on."

At the next press conference the first question a reporter should ask Weis is this: Charlie, exactly how full of shit and under-qualified are you?

Let's move on.

Notre Dame Media Conference [ASAP]
Weis 'Give Them A Break' On The Beer Olympics Pics [The Sports Culture]

Why? Because a juror passed out.

The juror, an unidentified older man, began moaning as he listened to an expert testifying in defense of Massachusetts General Hospital surgeons Charles Ferguson and Richard Hodin. Weis claims they botched his care after gastric bypass surgery in June 2002. The judge immediately ordered the other jurors out of the courtroom, but some saw Ferguson, Hodin and other doctors who were in the courtroom rush to the juror's aid.

We can't imagine what might have possibly made the juror queasy; maybe it was a detailed description of men digging through Charlie Weis' stomach cavity. Just a thought.

Mistrial Declared In Notre Dame Coach's Malpractice Case [Boston.com]
Charlie Weis Hates Internal Bleeding Much More Than He Hates Donuts [Deadspin]