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Sunday, March 01, 2009

Ben Cotton's Drunken Dorm Room Debauchery

Husker redshirt freshman Ben Cotton, son of offensive line coach Barney Cotton, was cited by the campus police last night for wreaking havoc in a UNL dormitory.

Apparently, Cotton wasn't being very pleasant to some of the residents at Smith Hall at 2:30 a.m.
Husker redshirt freshman Ben Cotton was ticketed for minor consumption and disturbing the peace after his involvement in a verbal dispute at a UNL dormitory early this morning. Police responded to an argument inside Smith Hall between a resident and Cotton around 2:30 a.m. today, according to UNL police spokesman Carl Oestmann.
That's it? Disturbing the peace at a college dorm on a Saturday night? There has to be more.
The 19-year-old tight end was found to have a blood-alcohol level of .085, according to an online incident report. Cotton was cooperative and was subsequently cited and released, Oestmann said. But Cotton was also cited for trespassing, since he did not reside in Smith Hall (Ben had not signed in or been escorted by a resident.)
That's it? A blood alcohol of .085? That's almost .005% above the legal limit! Slow down Ben. I wonder what Coach Pelini is going to do about this.
Coach Bo Pelini said through a Nebraska spokesman this afternoon that he is aware of the situation and Cotton will be disciplined internally.
Let's see. Where have we heard this one before? Oh yeah, right here from a Mr. P. Witt.

Hell yeah Coach Pelini needs to sit Ben down and take some serious disciplinary action. First of all, it's a disgrace to the every student that has ever walked through the UNL fraternities or dormitories at 2:30 a.m. on a Saturday night to have a BAC of only .085 and start crazy shenanigans like this. It's time to put down the three-two beer and step up to the real stuff. Secondly, if you are going to use your 'get out of jail free card,' make it count. At least Patrick Witt signed into the dorm with a fake name, physically shoved an R.A., took off running down 16th street from the police, and had a fake i.d. in his pocket. Look what happened to him?