Oklahoma State coach Eddie Sutton suffers from a disease that threatens that, when combined with his own image protection, threatens the lives of innocent people around him. Eddie Sutton should never, under any circumstances, be allowed behind the wheel of a car again.

Earlier this month, Sutton drove a speeding car that swerved across four lanes of traffic and slammed into the back of another car. I've never done this. Then again, I never drove with a blood alcohol content of .22, almost three times the legal limit in Oklahoma. To do so would be a cowardly (at best) and vicious (at worst) act of weakness and a significant threat to the lives of innocent motorists.

Eddie Sutton, who, in 1987, Sutton was treated for alcohol abuse at the Betty Ford Center, took that chance. Why didn't a man who surely makes $1 million annually and has as much stroke in Stillwater as anyone summon an an alternate ride to wherever he was going? Probably the same reason other liquorheads injure, main and kill innocent people: pride. Ain't 'cause no one's got the number for cab.

When the story broke, I heard the usual words of support from former players, coaches and assorted peers. Sad situation, they said. Hope everything works out for the best, they said. Fucking cowards.

The end doesn't justify the means — not even close when it comes to driving with a .22 — and the reaction has been all about the end: no one got killed. Well, I wanna know what we're gonna do to keep this man — who apparently can't (won't would be even harder to defend) help himself from piloting cars that swerve across four lanes of traffic toward innocent motorists — off streets forever.

Now comes news that two OSU police officers helped Sutton to his car before he caused the crash, each reporting that he didn't appear intoxicated, even though he'd just fell in a parking lot and hit his head. I'm hoping, for their sakes, that they don't know what the term "intoxicated" means.