06 November 2005

Let's move past T.O.

Terrell Owens. Terrell Owens? Terrell Owens!

In two weeks you'll have to pay somebody to give a damn about T.O.

I've heard lots of talk about the Philadelphia Eagles being unfair to T.O.
I've heard lots of talk about T.O. possibly being the greatest wide receiver of all time.
I've heard lots of talk about what other NFL team should pick him up.

Frankly, I hope I never see Mr. Owens on an NFL football field again.

Prima Donnas like Owens forget that playing football is a priveledge. Nobody owes his ass the opportunity to play - YES - PLAY - the game that thousands of youngsters DREAM of having a chance to play. Sure, he's talented - I bet 1 in 50 men his age can't do half of what he can do on the field. That fact makes him unique, it doesn't make him special. Being able to do his job while being a team leader and being a unifiying and motivating force to the organization that pays him millions of dollars - makes him SPECIAL.

Jerry Rice was special, Steve Young was special, Lawrence Taylor was special, Wilbur Marshall, Charles Mann, Dan Marino, Mr. Walter Payton - Special, Special, Special, SPECIAL!

Terrell Owens - NOT SPECIAL.

I'm always amused when people say of professional atheletes that do stupid things: "He has so much money. Why would he do that?" You know what I tell them?

"If you're an asshole when you're broke, and then someone gives you 20 million dollars. You know what you are? Just a rich asshole."

Terrell Owens became so full of himself, so short-sighted in his career and so arrogant, that he believed he was bigger than the game itself. He believed that he was so great that he could care less about a long and productive and possibly legendary career as an NFL receiver. Basically - Terrell Owens pissed on the greatest game in the world.

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