An icicle fell off the team bus and speared me in the leg!!
No it is not a gun shot wound, it is an icicle wound...and my name is Harris Smith.
The sad thing is that I’m not even surprised anymore when the latest news breaks regarding another “Professional” football player having had a scrape with the law. Plaxico now joins a long list of not-so-distinguished players who have disgraced themselves and their sport. He, Michael Vick, Pacman, Chris Henry and the like “sacrifice the gift” when they act like they're central characters in the mid '90s East Coast/West Coast rap feuds (Tupac's like eight bullets up on you, Plax). These antics cast aside the blessing which so many of us wish we had received and we resent you for it.
Sure this Avenger suffers from excessive testosterone production, and has been known to engage in a bit of the ol’ “how’s yer father?”, occasionally resulting in expulsion from some of the West’s finer establishments...
What I’d like for Christmas is for the NFL to step in and enforce some real discipline on these players. There’s no way an average citizen is going to bring an unregistered weapon into an NYC club and get away with a slap on the wrist....and hopefully Plax won’t, but if he does, the NFL should have the balls to lay down the law and show players that playing in the league is a priviledge, not a right.
Bitch I got fired for bein' detrimental and shit...then the Bungles hired me back. You don't know shit.
THE GHOST OF SID GOING
(aka-Walter G. Bumpus)
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