That's the name of the UNLV jackass who shoved Wisconsin wide receiver Paul Hubbard into the ground, then bent him over backwards for no apparent reason. Hubbard didn't have the ball. In fact, at the time, the ball carrier, Wisconsin running back PJ Hill, was literally buried under six or seven linemen. The play was dead.
But "Starr," maybe because he has a woman's first name, ignored that, and decided to try to end Hubbard's season. So, with Hubbard on the ground on his knees, and his lower legs trapped underneath him, Starr Fuimaono continued to violently push at Hubbard's upper body. He literally forced Hubbard's torso flat to the ground, again with his lower legs trapped underneath him, bending his body unnaturally in half. Again, the play was over and Hubbard did not have the ball.
As Wisconsin quarterback Tyler Donovan said, the play made him sick to his stomach. And that's accurate-- watching it literally makes you nauseous. Why would one player try to deliberately injure another, away from the ball, after the play is essentially dead? What motivates someone like Starr Fuimaono to act so evilly? I can't tell you.
I can tell you that Hubbard is going to miss the vast majority of this season due to a knee injury caused by Starr Fuimaono's despicable play. I can tell you that Hubbard was a fifth-year senior, who had hardly ever played football before arriving at UW. That he came to UW on a track scholarship, and worked dilligently for five years of his life to try to contribute to the football team. That until last year, his fourth with the program, he had never caught a pass at UW. That last season he was inconsistent, mixing great catches and blocks with dropped passes and poor routes. That he was finally putting things together late last season, catching the only touchdown in the Badgers' win over Penn State, and another touchdown against Arkansas in the Capital One Bowl. That he busted his butt all offseason, and had a great training camp. That he was primed to haver his best season, again, after working and waiting for five long years. That he was going to cherish his senior season, his final year at Wisconsin. And that the promise of this season has has been taken away from him, by a senseless and cruel act by Starr Fuimaono.
Starr Fuimaono is a sophomore from southern California, according to his bio on UNLV's website. UNLV football has struggled in the past few years, and despite playing the Badgers tough, could struggle again this season. Maybe Starr's not mature enough to understand what it's like to work so hard for something, and to see it taken away from you by a stupid and thoughtless act. Maybe when he's a senior, and he's hoping that this one year, his team will win their conference, or finally make it to a bowl, or he'll make a big play against a rival that wins a game; maybe then he'll understand how precious a final season is. How dreams can be dashed so quickly. He must have learned a little already-- Donovan, avenging Hubbard's injury, ran past Starr Fuimaono for the game winning touchdown. There's a small taste, Starr.