By Craig Kwasniewski
Normally I'll pass on the spousal relationships of NBA players (unless it's Tony Longoria simply because it's forced down our throats), but the divorce papers filed by Jason Kidd... this may be the best piece of court documents ever! Talk about creative writing at its best.
There are a gajillion people in Stabucks all over Los Angeles working on their screenplays just hoping to come up with something as good as this. Here's a brief rundown:
-Jason Kidd accuses Joumana, his wife of 10 years, of "extreme cruelty." (Doesn't that sound like some bad Steven Seagal movie from 1994?)
-According to yahoo.com, "Kidd accuses Joumana Kidd of physically and mentally abusing him, threatening to make false domestic violence complaints against him to police, and of interfering with his relationship with his children." (So was the whole domestic abuse thing in Phoenix made up? Or is this some way to throw doubt on any future accusations made by Joumana?)
-Here's my favorite part of the story (from yahoo.com):
His complaint, however, paints a detailed portrait of Joumana Kidd as a vitriolic, jealous and paranoid wife prone to public outbursts and threats, including during a recent Nets game.
According to the complaint, Joumana Kidd used the couple's 8-year-old son on Dec. 27 to sneak into the Nets locker room and rummage through Jason Kidd's locker to find his cell phone. After looking up the names and numbers on it, the complaint said she left her son behind as she went upstairs to take a front row seat, where she shouted insults at Kidd throughout the game.
The papers accuse Joumana Kidd of kicking, hitting, punching and throwing household objects at her husband as she became "increasingly controlling and manipulative" in the last few years of their union.
According to Kidd, his wife had tracking devices installed on his cars and computers and has harassed his trainer, friends and family.
Man that's some good stuff right there! Somewhere Doug Christie is feeling more of a man today. Look she's in the entertainment industry and basically anyone with a headshot is crazy, but usually the craziness is manageble.
To me Joumana Kidd was the Eva Longoria of 2001-02. Every time the Nets were on, the camera would show her and that big-headed kid of theirs. She came off as the typical gravy-training mother/wife, using the kid to get face time and using Kidd to get a NBA TV gig. She even drove one of my favorite basketball columnists, Bob Ryan, crazy with her antics. He almost lost his job when he suggested that Jason Kidd smack her for gravy-training her sons exposure at Nets games.
Hmmm, I wonder if Kidd might be text messaging Ryan an apology right now.
Obviously, with Kidd's lawyer going public with this, you have to expect some response from Joumana Kidd. So will Kidd be kissing his middle finger before shooting a freethrow? Stay tuned...