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There’s truly nothing that compares to team sports. There are so many lessons to be gained; lessons that are impossible to learn in any other aspect of life. Think about it: you have endless practices; some in the unbearable heat, and some in the unrelenting cold. Those days of practicing in the heat, or in the cold, when your legs felt like they were about to fall off, and the rest of your body was just prepared to quit on you, one of the biggest goals was to eventually put your team’s jersey on.
It was one thing if you saw the uniforms the year before, and you just couldn’t wait until it was your turn to wear one. It’s an entirely new thing if you heard through the grapevine that new uniforms were coming. All of a sudden, you have that additional energy to lift more weights, run more suicides, work on drills, and it’s all in the name of putting on that new jersey with some new shoes, and if your coaches were cool enough to let you rock wristbands, headbands, and all those other Christmas tree ornaments, it was even better (equate a bare Christmas tree to a bare uniform and the ornaments to all the extra stuff that players do to dress their uniform up, and that’s where the analogy comes from). Take all those ingredients, add in New York City, and you have a picture of what took place when I shocked the world yesterday at the Nike Pro Combat System of Dress Unveiling.
This has been one crazy NFL off-season.
To see what some teams have done to improve their teams seemed drastic. Others stood pat and have hoped that their teams will grow organically into a contender. At the end of the day, you hope your team can put 11 guys on the field at a time that will ensure your team victory in the field of battle.
I'm here to tell you something; someone's one person can truly mess it up for everyone involved. In my opinion, there are five players, for better or for worse, that hold the future of their team's season in their hands. If they thrive...playoffs and possibly much more. If they dive...well, just play this sound and you'll understand.
For the past several years, the end of the basketball season brings that sense of uneasiness for me, as well as other sports fans. It’s that downtime between the end of basketball season and the start of football season. Sure, there’s baseball, but until September, it’s hard to get me to care about baseball. There have been tips to survive baseball season, tips to survive until football season, and even with those, it’s still hard to deal with. Even with all the preparation, once the time comes, it all goes down the drain, and what ends up being a couple of months waiting for football to start ends up feeling like an eternity.
Unlike others, the downtime started off surprisingly well this year. Between LeBronapalooza taking up a nice chunk of time, as well as the Rangers being worth a damn this season (I live in the Dallas area, so this means more to me, as well as folks around here), time was flying by, and there weren’t any complaints about football season needing to start right away. Of course, it’s always nice to have the season start, but there wasn’t a lot of complaining, because time was being occupied, sports-wise, and it was being done so to my satisfaction.
Then, it happened.
The Cincinnati Bengals released wide receiver Antonio Bryant, the team announced Sunday.
According to ESPN's Adam Schefter, $8 million of Bryant's contract is guaranteed.
The Cincinnati Bengals have just pissed $8 million dollars down the drain because Antonio Bryant's knee ligaments can't get right. The same Cincinnati Bengals who have been accused of being one of the most frugal franchises in all of sports history, with an owner in Mike Brown who makes Cincinnatians (is that what you all call yourselves, please help) foot the bill when Bengals costs come up, basically said, "we ain't tripping on $8 million."
So why is it when you see owners of these professional teams tell you that they don't have any money, why do we as sports fans continue to believe them? Are we that dumb? Do they just do a great job of tricking us?
As we wind down for the week and prepare to engage in all acts of shenanigans, tomfoolery, hijinks, mischief, monkey-business, and anything else our dear mother's would not approve of...this Saturday I will be hosting the 2nd Annual ETSF High-Def Fantasy Football challenge. It is a great event that along with myself, 11 other worthy contestants (including your very own @CoolBlack06, @Jagadelic, @JeremyKSmith, and @SDotWalton) will be participating in. It will be tons of fun. However, you want to know something...
Those 11 guys in my league don't stand a chance in beating me, again.
See, this is what happens when you're the commissioner of the league and then you go out and WIN said league. People accuse you of cheating, and having the games fixed, and basically insulting my character. I am a man of integrity, and I do not appreciate these slanderous statements that are being thrown recklessly at me. I will have my vengeance. How will I do that? Easy, I'm going to kick ass and take names like my mama taught me to. You want to know how to REALLY win? Here, I'll show you once again like I did in 2009. Take notes.
Xshot!\
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