Charges Filed Against Victor Page

[blueandgray]

Tragic in every way. I feel worse for his victims than I do him...but sad to see how his life turned out.

[daymondmyles]

Sad? Mental illness? Positive changes? Where's the disgust and outrage? He's a freaking monster. There is no pity here. Mental illness, bad upbringing or unlucky lot in life doesn't come close to excusing this. What he's done is truly horrible and on repeated occasions. It's not sad. It's infuriating. He has nobody to blame but himself. Lock him away and throw away the key.

[BeantownHoya]

Jun 10, 2019 13:06:13 GMT -5 daymondmyles said:

Sad? Mental illness? Positive changes? Where's the disgust and outrage? He's a freaking monster. There is no pity here. Mental illness, bad upbringing or unlucky lot in life doesn't come close to excusing this. What he's done is truly horrible and on repeated occasions. It's not sad. It's infuriating. He has nobody to blame but himself. Lock him away and throw away the key.

I think simply sad in the sense that he has wasted a life full of opportunity.

Agree with everything else you said and I said it before a couple months back...you watch that video and his actions are despicable. I don't think you can compare events like this but his actions that day were more disgusting than the Ray Rice or Joe Mixon video in my opinion. He is attempting to kill this poor woman.

If I remember the details from the article correctly that is now 30+ times arrested and has already served 4 years in jail for another indictment. There is no rehabilitation here. He is a danger to society and should be locked up for remainder of his life.

[IDenj]

I remember when Ron tried to interview him and he wanted to get paid to speak with him. Even think he was in jail when it happened.

Knucklehead.

[practice]

Can we take the Victor Page item off of the front page of HoyaSaxa? He's been up there for days. Frankly he's an embarrassment to the program and the school. Why not something about history of the Kenner League? Or what about Niven Glover? Something else please.

New item added to the top of the front page today. - Admin

[Elvado]

Amen. While we have historically run a clean program with solid kids, we should be carful about how high we sit on our horse. Between Page and Charles Smith we have aggravated sexual assault and vehicular homicide.

[michaelgrahmstylie]

We can't link these grown ups and their behavior to the program , really. It's unfortunate. Very unfortunate that, in both cases, they cast a shadow on the program.

[hoya2x2010]

Jun 13, 2019 14:30:02 GMT -5 michaelgrahmstylie said:

We can't link these grown ups and their behavior to the program , really. It's unfortunate. Very unfortunate that, in both cases, they cast a shadow on the program.

do you apply the same lens to other programs?

[practice]

Jun 13, 2019 12:38:34 GMT -5 practice said:

Can we take the Victor Page item off of the front page of HoyaSaxa? He's been up there for days. Frankly he's an embarrassment to the program and the school. Why not something about history of the Kenner League? Or what about Niven Glover? Something else please.

New item added to the top of the front page today. - Admin

Much better!  Thanks!

[smokeyjack]

Can we severely minimize VP news on front page now? It’s not relevant to current program in any way and represents an ongoing embarrassment to school. There has got to be a more positive way to use our space and energy. We’re more than two decades removed from Vic’s blip on the Hilltop as a player.

[Bigs"R"Us]

The front Page is to accentuate the negative? ☹️👎🏻

[DFW HOYA]

Jun 17, 2019 10:42:31 GMT -5 Bigs"R"Us said:

The front Page is to accentuate the negative? ☹️👎🏻

Whether we like it or not, Victor Page's life is connected with Georgetown. It's mentioned in every write-up he gets on the more than 2,400 current citations in Google News. In a different world, Victor Page should have been at his 20th reunion two weeks ago as a retired millionaire instead of sitting in P.G. jail for the 34th time in the last nine years. It was just over a year ago when he appeared on Brian Chase's podcast with a new outlook on life, saying "I'm doing the right things now," but was otherwise stunned to learn that his own college teammate, Ed Sheffey, had died four years earlier and he never knew about it. Call it a sad story, a tragic one, but it's a story. To avoid it altogether would be disingenuous.

As for Page, the next chapter in his life will be difficult. An early release from his last conviction put him on the streets and the next parole board isn't likely to repeat that. By his next release, he'll be a 64 year old twice-convicted felon, a registered sex offender, and someone that the criminal justice system will have forgotten. But in good times or bad, he's still part of the extended Georgetown basketball family. In many respects, his two years at Georgetown were the best years of his life: a stable place to live, three meals a day, and real role models to learn from. But in the ensuing 22 years, not much good came his way, and he bears the responsibility for that.

The story rolls to the archive page on Wednesday. By his own actions this may well be the last story we'll ever read about him.

[hoyaboya]

Jun 17, 2019 7:26:02 GMT -5 smokeyjack said:

Can we severely minimize VP news on front page now? It’s not relevant to current program in any way and represents an ongoing embarrassment to school. There has got to be a more positive way to use our space and energy. We’re more than two decades removed from Vic’s blip on the Hilltop as a player.

Wish there was a thumbs down option, which I would apply to this post. Reminds me of people who want to scrub things from the historical record because they don't like what happened. Sad state of affairs when people can't deal with things and wish to just wash them away...

[smokeyjack]

Jun 17, 2019 13:23:55 GMT -5 hoyaboya said:

Jun 17, 2019 7:26:02 GMT -5 smokeyjack said:

Can we severely minimize VP news on front page now? It’s not relevant to current program in any way and represents an ongoing embarrassment to school. There has got to be a more positive way to use our space and energy. We’re more than two decades removed from Vic’s blip on the Hilltop as a player.

Wish there was a thumbs down option, which I would apply to this post. Reminds me of people who want to scrub things from the historical record because they don't like what happened. Sad state of affairs when people can't deal with things and wish to just wash them away...

Sorry, but the sad state of affairs is Victor’s life. I guess you’re right - shouldn’t sugarcoat it. Just don’t think Page’s 30th arrest is news. Sort of like reporting the sunrise.

[Deleted]

Jun 17, 2019 7:26:02 GMT -5 smokeyjack said:

Can we severely minimize VP news on front page now? It’s not relevant to current program in any way and represents an ongoing embarrassment to school. There has got to be a more positive way to use our space and energy. We’re more than two decades removed from Vic’s blip on the Hilltop as a player.

I’m in between on the “how much to accentuate Victor Page”, and 2 years in the history of the world is a blip, but a member of the BE All-Rookie team, MVP of the BET and leading scorer for a season in the BE (all in 2 years) ain’t exactly a blip in the history books of Georgetown hoops ...

[LCPolo18]

Shared by Michael Graham on Facebook:

The Word from Victor Page.

First, I want to apologize to all of the victims, especially Angel and her daughter, of this horrible incident. Never could I have ever imagined that drugs would take me down a rabbit hole so deep that I would jeopardize the life of someone else. I have spent countless hours replaying my actions in my head and wishing that it was just a dream. I’m deeply sorry for not only what I did, but for what I allowed myself to become. I may be a lot of things, but what you saw on that video ain’t Victor Page. No excuses from me and I accept the consequences of my actions. I had no earthly right to put my hands on that young lady. I also want to apologize to my family, my circle of friends, coaches and all of those men and women who invested time in me because they saw more from me than what I saw for myself.

Yeah, accepting a plea to do a 20-year bid ain’t the kind of future I had in mind. But I’m thankful that it ain’t 40. Jail has a way of opening your eyes and forcing you to stare truth in the face. These six months that I have been sober is the longest period that I have been completely sober since my last incarceration. There is no escaping reality within these cold prison walls, especially when you spend 23 hours a day in solitary confinement because they overcharged me. I’m blessed that To-To, Gjones, Janee, Jerrod, and my brother stepped in to save me from harming myself when I was at my darkest hour and wanted to end this pain. You have no idea of the frenzied state of mind I was in when I learned there was a warrant for 1st-degree rape in Prince George’s County while there were rumors of a ‘hit’ on me in the streets.

One of the consequences from almost being killed and losing your eye is the trauma and pain that remains with you forever. Nothing the doctors or psychologists can do about the nightmares, waking up in cold sweats or the excruciating pain coming out of the hole where my eye used to sit. The Percocet and oxycodone that they prescribed for my pain didn’t work. Weed laced with PCP and K-2 were the only drugs that made me completely forget about my physical limitations and dulled the mental and physical pain of my reality.

Of all of the mistakes that I made, surrounding myself with people who wanted to be close to Vic Page was probably my biggest. I can finally admit that I am an addict and have been one for a very long time. It’s taken me decades to finally come to terms with it. I mean, how does that look? All-Met Player of the Year- an addict. MVP of the Big East Tournament- an addict. NBA hopeful- an addict. My pride wouldn’t allow me to admit that I was succumbing to the same poison that took my parents away from me.

Embarrassed and ashamed, I gravitated to those who fed my addiction and “accepted” me for who I was or who I used to be- Vic Page of Georgetown. I’m not blaming anyone for what I did, but it’s the truth. The one closest to me made sure that I could get high on a weekly basis to just to keep me happy and at home. As an addict, I couldn’t see beyond that immediate gratification. In therapy, we refer to them as “enablers”. So, on the night of the assault, my enabler made sure that I had what I needed. Because we lived together, she had witnessed me having episodes after smoking before, but she had no idea I would black out. Neither did I. Sometimes PCP assumes control of your body. Even though I didn’t testify because of the plea and I wanted to spare the young lady from a trial, I want you to understand that I did not attempt to rape her! As horrible as that video was, it shows me fully inebriated physically attacking a young lady. And for that, I deserve and accept my punishment.

There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t pray for forgiveness, mental stability, and growth. Like I said before, these cold walls force you to do some serious self-inspection. I can’t lie to the man that I see in the mirror. I’m not ok and I don’t have it all under control. I just wish I had come to terms with it and sought help before I negatively affected the lives of so many.

For those who don’t understand how come somebody with my potential could throw it all away, I want you to read the bio that my agent asked me to write 2 years ago when I came home. In it, I give some background into who I am. The Victor Page Story…….

Victor M. Page

Nobody Can Tell My Story, But Me…the good, the bad & the ugly

My story starts in Washington, DC living with my paternal grandmother, my Mom & Dad, my older brother, my Aunt, and my older cousin. We lived in a 4 bedroom duplex housing projects in the Barry Farms Dwellings.

My parents were definitely in my life, but unfortunately, they struggled with their own demons of drugs and alcohol and they both succumbed to those demons and died at my most formative years when a young male needed his parents the most.

As a young child, I remember every day I would be outside on the playground next to my grandmother’s house playing basketball. Out of all my friends, nobody loved basketball more than me. I would be outside from sun-up to sun down, rain or shine practicing. My grandmother would listen for the bouncing of the ball on the court and when she didn’t hear it, she knew I either left the court or somebody was distracting me.

After my father passed away when I was 10, my mother was incarcerated, so I went to live with my maternal grandmother in Oxon Hill, MD. My grandmother had a house full of people, from Uncles to Aunts, to cousins, and me and my brother. I called it the Half-way house. However, all those distractions still did not stop me from playing basketball. Basketball became my refuge and I just loved everything about the sport.

From elementary school to middle school, I played for the Oxon Hill Boys and Girls Club. I learned a lot about teamwork, how to win, and also how to lose with dignity.

I later attended McKinley Technical High School in Washington, DC under Coach Doc Robinson. Coach Robinson was more than a coach. He was a mentor, father figure and a disciplinarian. I learned the fundamentals of basketball and how to play at a more competitive level.

Unfortunately, I did not meet the academic eligibility to graduate from McKinley, so I attended Winchendon Prep School in Massachusetts. I still struggled with my academics at Winchendon, so the coach sent me to Redemption Christian Academy in upstate New York for one last chance for my academics and I was successful.

Upon completion, at Redemption, I was able to get a full four-year scholarship to Georgetown University to play under Coach John Thompson and the Hoyas. I stayed at Georgetown from 1996-1997, and those were two of the best years as far as basketball. I played with my backcourt mate, Allen Iverson and we had a wonderful friendship even until this day. At Georgetown from 1996-1997, I was MVP for the 1996 Big East Tournament, and I broke Allen Iverson’s record for the most points scored as a freshman in the Big East Tournament. In 1997, I was Big East Leading Scorer and First Team Big East Player of the Year. Coach Thompson developed me into the best player I could be at the college level. I played against some greats and my biggest rivals were Ray Allen of UConn and Kerry Kittles of Villanova. I knew I had to bring my “A” game every time I laced my shoes up and stepped on the court, No exceptions and that’s how I was able to get the MVP over Ray Allen and Allen Iverson as a freshman.

After my sophomore year in 1997, I entered the NBA draft and attended the Chicago Bulls pre-draft camp. The night before the tryouts I met a young lady at the hotel restaurant and we went out partying and drinking, fell asleep at her house and never heard the alarm clock. I showed up an hour late for the Chicago Bulls tryout and just couldn’t do it. Coach Thompson was there and saw I wasn’t prepared and was so mad at me he took me to the airport and sent me home.

A few months later, my agent David Faulk called me and said I had an opportunity to play pre-season basketball for the Minnesota Timberwolves. I flew out to Minnesota to practice with Kevin Garnett and Stephon Marbury. Later that night another teammate and I went to a club. After the club we went to get something to eat and these four guys started screaming obscenities to us and then they jumped out their car and we started fighting. The next day we had a workout, but I couldn’t work-out because my forearm was swollen so from the fight. However, I did manage to play in the pre-season game with much pain, but eventually, I had to sit out for the rest of the game. The next day, Coach Flip Saunders and Kevin McKale approached me and asked what happened to my arm and I lied because I did not want to be sent home again. The whole time the coaches already knew about the fight, because hotel security had it on videotape. Coach McKale released me from the Timberwolves and sent me to play in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. I played there for three years until the Christmas Day Massacre of 1999. I got into a fight with a guy on the opposite team. The guy swung at me and I chased him with a broom. I was suspended for 10 games and I came home. While at Sioux Falls, I was able to break my team-mates record by being the all-time in the CBA League, I was able to retire my jersey and I still hold the record for the most points scored for the Sioux Falls Sky force History. A year later I was able to play overseas in Verona, Italy for 2 years and earn some money.

In 2002, I joined some of my childhood friends on the DC Legends streetball team of the Street Basketball Association and had a great time playing all around the country beating the brakes off of everybody.

In November of 2003, I came home to DC to see family for Thanksgiving. While visiting my family in Park Chester, SE, I learned my young cousin was “beefing” with another young guy and was threatening to kill each other. I tried to talk to the young guy and my cousin in hopes of squashing the beef, but the other guy thought I wanted to do something to him and he shot me at close range in my right eye, my left side and that bullet came out the back of my neck. Unfortunately, the bullet is still enlarged in my face.

That incident was the beginning of me spiraling out of control because that ended my basketball career. I was depressed, full of rage, lost, hopeless, and discouraged because all I ever knew basketball. I had a God-given talent and I admit, I was not doing all the right things, but never would I have imagined a bullet would end my dreams and career.

For the past 10 years, I have been arrested numerous times, I using drugs and drinking. I have slept on park benches, friend’s couches, and floors, and the worse of it all I ended up in a very toxic relationship that landed me in prison for four years.

I self-destructed because I had no hope until I landed in prison in 2013. I know that sounds crazy, but while sitting in prison, I had time to reflect on my life and how I got here. I do know one thing, God doesn’t make mistakes and honestly, I am grateful for all that has happened to me, because I have a testimony.

None of us is without flaws, but we have to trust in God and know that He is the only one who is real and has a plan and purpose for our life.

[Elvado]

Will this be reissued in 20 years?

Enough Victor Page.

[blueandgray]

Fascinating read. What he did is inexcusable ...but man did he have a tough upbringing. Sad all the way around.