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Friday, October 13, 2017
NFL Players Blasted, Boycott Called For
An open letter to the NFL players,
Former NFL player Colon Clapperdick, photo from Yahoo Sports
graduated high school in 2011. Your teenage years were a struggle.
You grew up on the wrong side of the tracks.. Your mother was the
leader of the family and worked tirelessly to keep a roof over your head
and food on your plate. Academics were a struggle for you and your
grades were mediocre at best. The only thing that made you stand out is
you weighed 225 lbs and could run 40 yards in 4..2 seconds while
carrying a football. Your best friend was just like you, except he
didn’t play football. Instead of going to football practice after
school, he went to work at McDonald's for minimum wage.. You were
recruited by all the big colleges and spent every weekend of your senior
year making visits to universities where coaches and boosters tried to
convince you their school was best. They laid out the red carpet for
you. Your best friend worked double shifts at Mickey D’s. College was
not an option for him. On the day you signed with Big State University,
your best friend signed paperwork with his Army recruiter. You went to
summer workouts. He went to basic training.
spent the next four years living in the athletic dorm, eating at the
training table. You spent your Saturdays on the football field, cheered
on by adoring fans. Tutors attended to your every academic need. You
attended class when you felt like it. Sure, you worked hard. You lifted
weights, ran sprints, studied plays, and soon became one of the top
football players in the country. Your best friend was assigned to the
Division. While you were in college, he deployed to Iraq once and
Afghanistan twice. He became a Sergeant and led a squad of 19 year old
soldiers who grew up just like he did.. He shed his blood in
Afghanistan and watched young American's give their lives, limbs, and
innocence for the USA.
went to the NFL combine and scored off the charts. You hired an agent
and waited for draft day. You were drafted in the first round and your
agent immediately went to work, ensuring that you received the most
money possible. You signed for $16 million although you had never played
a single down of professional football. Your best friend re-enlisted
in the Army for four more years. As a combat tested sergeant, he will be
paid $32,000 per year.
will drive a Ferrari on the streets of South Beach. He will ride in
the back of a Blackhawk helicopter with 10 other combat loaded
soldiers. You will sleep at the Ritz. He will dig a hole in the ground
and try to sleep. You will “make it rain” in the club. He will pray
for rain as the temperature reaches 120 degrees.
you will run into a stadium as tens of thousands of fans cheer and yell
your name. For your best friend, there is little difference between Sunday and
any other day of the week. There are no adoring fans. There are only
people trying to kill him and his soldiers. Every now and then, he and
his soldiers leave the front lines and “go to the rear” to rest. He
might be lucky enough to catch an NFL game on TV. When the National
Anthem plays and you take a knee, he will jump to his feet and salute
the television. While you protest the unfairness of life in the United
States, he will give thanks to God that he has the honor of defending
his great country.
the players of the NFL: We are the people who buy your tickets, watch
you on TV, and wear your jerseys. We anxiously wait for Sundays so we
can cheer for you and marvel at your athleticism. Although we love to
watch you play, we care little about your opinions until you offend us.
You have the absolute right to express yourselves, but we have the
absolute right to boycott you. We have tolerated your drug use and
DUIs, your domestic violence, and your vulgar displays of wealth. We
should be ashamed for putting our admiration of your physical skills
before what is morally right. But now you have gone too far. You have
insulted our flag, our country, our soldiers, our police officers, and
our veterans. You are living the American dream, yet you disparage our
great country. I am done with NFL football and encourage all like
minded Americans to boycott the NFL as well.
National boycott of the NFL for Sunday November 12th,
Veterans Day Weekend. Boycott all football telecast, all fans, all
ticket holders, stay away from attending any games, let them play to
empty stadiums. Pass this post along to all your friends and family.
Honor our military, some of whom come home with the American Flag draped
over their coffin.
Submitted by Joe Milardo, original source unknown.