Brotherly Love?

          This blog has been up and running for months now and we're approaching 100 posts. Normally I leave the sports talk to Boyd because he knows more about sports than I do. Not this time.

          The Philadelphia Eagles are my favorite team. I was born in Philadelphia before moving to the Poconos when I was 7. I love our fans and I love how other people hate us for being passionate about football. I love cheese steaks and beer and of course brotherly love. I love the Liberty Bell and that sexy crack she's always showing off. I love water (wooder) and bagels (begels). If you still don't get it, I love Philly.

           There is one thing I can't stand though. Little punks who think they deserve millions of dollars because they can run fast. I'm talking about DeSean Jackson. This guy's contract is up at the end of this season. I would think he would be trying to prove himself so he can get the money he deserves. That's what I would do. I would play as hard as I can and catch as many touchdowns as possible. That way, either the Eagles will pay me big to stay, or another team will pay me big to leave. That's just me though, I don't have a false sense of entitlement. This mother fucker thinks he should just be given the money because of who he is. That my friends, is bullshit!

           He oversleeps and misses a special teams meeting, he's the punt returner, and gets benched for a critical game against Arizona. We lost. He dropped two touchdown passes against the Patriots because he was afraid of getting hit. We lost. He acted like a little baby and wouldn't talk to his teammates against Seattle. We lost. I know there are other factors that go into our losing record. Maybe an offensive line coach trying to coach a defense isn't a great idea. We're tackling like bunch of Bernie Fine's ball boys if you ask me. But what do I know, I'm not a professional. The point is DeSean Jackson is a pussy and I hope he gets cut at the end of the year.

           Why do we always have to have problem receivers? T.O., as great as he was, really stirred shit up when he was in Philly. Now we have to deal with DeSean's oversized ego. I know he's fast and can make things happen on special teams. But why can't he just play with passion and try to earn his money instead of expecting it? I hate these athletes that turn into little bitches when they don't get what they want. It's so frustrating. If I went into work, sat there and demanded more money before I started giving a fuck again, I would get FIRED! On the spot, no questions asked. Why is this any different?

            All professional sports contracts should have a cry-baby clause. It would state: If you start acting like a little school girl instead of the grown ass man that we signed, you will be fired on the spot. BOOM, problem solved. You're welcome. Unfortunately that will never happen because this whole country is turning into a bunch of pussies that expect to be given everything. I'll save that for another post. Let me sum this up.

             I love Philly and always will. I love every team Philly has and will always root for them. I hate, and I use the word hate with every amount of hatred that can go along with it, professional athletes that feel entitled to millions of dollars for doing what they are supposed to do. Then they act like a 6 year old who can't have money for the ice cream truck when they don't get ridiculous contracts. Shut up and PLAY! You know who doesn't feel entitled to anything? The homeless lady behind the Shop-N-Go I'm going to get a Hand-job for a Ham Sandwich from tonight. That's something I can appreciate.