We knew Kendrick Perkins was no longer an altar boy.
All the mf-bombs gave it away.
Still, we didn't think the Thunder center was a knucklehead.
Perkins, who spent time as an altar boy growing up, went home to Beaumont, Texas, this past week for his annual youth camp and foundation fundraiser. His foundation aims to help children learn drug awareness and life skills, and he once told me that his youth camp is one of the most important things that he does, paying for much of it out of his own pocket.
But early Saturday morning, Perkins was arrested for public intoxication and disorderly conduct.
He was arrested after an altercation at a nightclub. When police arrived, they reported observing about 50 people around Perkins, who was attempting to fight the manager of the club. The Thunder's 6-foot-10, 280-pound center had to be pushed out the back door to defuse the situation, but according to police, he was yelling obscenities and fighting others in the crowd as he was being ushered from the club.
OK, all of that by itself is embarrassing for a guy who's supposed to be in town raising funds for a foundation aimed at teaching kids drug awareness and life skills.
But there's more to the story.
Thursday night, Perkins was in nearby Port Arthur at the home of fellow NBA player Stephen Jackson. According to a local television report, the fire department was called to the house when Perkins had some sort of seizure and fell onto concrete. He was taken to the hospital where he was treated for minor injuries.
There were various reports of what caused the problem — intoxication, dehydration and food poisoning among them — but whatever the case, Perk attended neither his charity game Friday afternoon nor his camp banquet Friday night.
According to a spokesperson, he was ordered by a doctor to rest.
He rested, all right. Rested enough to find a club, get drunk and cause a big ol' ruckus.
Listen, I'm not here to say that people should be held back from having a good time. Drink with your friends. Go to a club. Enjoy yourself. There's no harm in any of that.
But to be an NBA player in your hometown doing a youth camp and raising money for life-skills and drug-awareness training for kids, to be arrested less than 24 hours after going to the hospital and being told to cool it, to blow off a charity game and a camp banquet to then go out to a club and get arrested, that is plain dumb.
Clearly, Perkins' altar boy status was gone long ago, but that's because of his on-court persona. He has never been a guy who's had run-ins with the law or gotten his name on the police blotter. His bad-boy image has been all about his style of play, and frankly, the Thunder is OK with that. This is a team that needs the grittiness and the nasty that Perkins brings to the court.
He can be a hothead.
But a knucklehead?
There has never been a time when Perk seemed like a goober. Truth be told, he's one of the more thoughtful, intelligent interviews on the team. He sees situations for what they are, then he tells it like it is.
I'm going to follow his lead.
Perk acted like a bonehead this weekend. The Thunder expect better from him. Ditto for Oklahoma City.