That’s all I can say. The University of Minnesota athletic director has resigned. Why, you might wonder.
Since coming to the university, Teague had presented himself to the media as someone who was a good source and not afraid to get blunt. For a reporter, that was extremely valuable. After he arrived, and before Dec. 13, 2013, he and I had drinks five to seven times, all but one of those occasions in a group setting. I also attended several cocktail parties at his house. I was happy to have such a useful window into the program. We talked about basketball, coaches and his plans for the department.
So I agreed to have that drink. But this December night was different. Teague asked me about my longtime boyfriend, as he often did. My mistake was acknowledging that we had just broken up. The switch flipped. Suddenly, in a public and crowded bar, Teague tried to throw his arm around me. He poked my side. He pinched my hip. He grabbed at me. Stunned and mortified, I swatted his advances and firmly told him to stop. He didn’t.
“Don’t deny,” he said, “our chemistry.”
His resignation letter says, “At a recent University event, I had entirely too much to drink.” You know, this wasn’t a recent solitary event — the guy has a history of this crap. Furthermore, don’t put the blame on having too much to drink. You have a drinking problem. You voluntarily loosen your inhibitions to make it easier to abuse women.
I’ll also note that Teague wasn’t so drunk he couldn’t fumble his way through long texting sessions.