Latest / The Sports Hangover Daily / Jordan Staal Wins Conn Smythe at 37—Built by Stubbornness | Jun 17, 2026
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- Welcome to The Sports Hangover Daily, I'm Michael Benatar. Today on the show: Brendan Sorsby's gambling mess and the supplemental draft, Rashee Rice is out of jail, minicamp headlines across the league, and Jordan Staal's Conn Smythe at thirty-seven. Let's get into it. Alright, Brendan Sorsby. This story is wild and it's about to become a real NFL problem. The Texas Tech quarterback has officially applied for the NFL supplemental draft after his college eligibility turned into a legal circus. Sorsby placed more than nine thousand bets totaling at least ninety thousand dollars during his college career. He admitted to gambling on Indiana games. He went through an in-patient treatment program this spring. And even though a temporary injunction technically deemed him eligible for the twenty twenty-six season, the Big Twelve and the NCAA weren't done fighting it. So now he's skipping the whole mess and going pro. Tom Pelissero reported the application, and teams are already circling. CBS Sports identified eight teams that could target him. Cleveland's on that list, even though the Browns have Deshaun Watson locked in for twenty twenty-six and have drafted Shedeur Sanders, Dillon Gabriel, and Taylen Green over the past two years. That quarterback room looks like a rideshare during surge pricing. But the real questions are bigger than fit. Will the NFL even approve his entry? Will he get suspended before he ever takes a snap? And will front offices treat a gambling addiction the same way they treat other off-field issues, or will they run from it? Because Sorsby has talent. This isn't some late-round flier. But the baggage is heavy, and the league that just spent years telling everyone how seriously it takes gambling integrity now has to decide what to do with a kid who bet on his own games. Rashee Rice is a free man. The Chiefs receiver walked out of Dallas County Jail on Tuesday after serving thirty days for violating the terms of his probation. He tested positive for THC on May nineteenth, got booked, and just did his time. Rice pleaded guilty to two third-degree felony charges from that multi-car crash in Dallas back in March of twenty twenty-four. He's now on five years of probation. He blew past reporters on his way out and hopped into an SUV. He missed all of Kansas City's voluntary workouts and mandatory minicamp, but Andy Reid says he expects Rice to report on time for training camp at the end of July. We'll see how that goes. George Pickens showed up to Cowboys minicamp. He signed the franchise tag earlier this spring — roughly twenty-seven point three million for twenty twenty-six — and Dallas already said he's not getting a multiyear extension before twenty twenty-seven at the earliest. So he's there, he's getting paid, and he's not happy about the long-term picture. But at least he's not getting fined. Dak Prescott was limited at the same minicamp. Just another Tuesday in Dallas. Cam Ward told reporters at Titans minicamp that his shoulder is fine. Ward hurt his right throwing shoulder in Week eighteen last season, but it didn't require surgery. That's the update Tennessee needed. Their franchise quarterback says he's good. Move on. Brandon Aiyuk is still doing the Instagram thing in San Francisco. The Niners have called him untradeable, but Aiyuk keeps posting stuff that raises eyebrows. Washington is supposedly his preferred destination — he'd reunite with Jayden Daniels, who threw him eight touchdowns in their final season together at Arizona State. Problem is, the Commanders have already said they're not interested. So Aiyuk's stuck, the Niners are stuck, and the whole thing just keeps simmering. Anthony Richardson is back at Colts minicamp after requesting a trade this offseason and not getting moved. He says there's no awkwardness. I don't believe him, but sure. The guy hasn't started a game since twenty twenty-four, when he completed forty-seven point seven percent of his passes for eighteen fourteen yards, eight touchdowns, and twelve picks. That's a forty-four point one QBR. At some point, Indianapolis has to figure out what they're doing with him, because right now he's just existing on the roster. Vita Vea showed up to Bucs minicamp but isn't participating. It's contract-related. He's making seventeen million in base salary and his annual average ranks nineteenth among defensive tackles. He wants more. Tampa wants him on the field. The usual dance. Here's my Hangover Take. Jordan Staal winning the Conn Smythe Trophy at thirty-seven years old — that just doesn't happen anymore. A guy who hasn't hit forty points in a regular season since twenty seventeen-eighteen just scored six goals in the Stanley Cup Final and played shutdown defense every night. He scored in each of the first five games of the series. Brandon Bussi gets the fairy tale — waiver pickup turned Stanley Cup-clinching goalie with a twenty-two-save shutout in Game six. Rod Brind'Amour gets the legacy moment, winning it as a coach twenty years after captaining the oh-six team. But Staal is the one who carried the identity of that series. He was Carolina's heartbeat. And the fact that the oldest Conn Smythe winner ever is a third-line center who just refused to stop competing — that should terrify every team that thinks you build a champion only through skill. Sometimes you build one through stubbornness. That's your hangover. Go hydrate. I'll see you tomorrow.