Wednesday, November 21, 2007
If you catch me running off with my mouth, just give me a poke on the chubbs
Dear Brandon Marshall,
Please shut your mouth. Please put on a muzzle or a ball-gag or a leather gimp mask or something. You're starting to get out of control. Check out this quote you gave from the locker room after Monday night's win:
“This is our division. San Diego, Kansas City, they don’t have the talent like us in the locker room. They have the star players, but can’t get it done like us...We’ve just been holding back a little bit”
Wow....that's a lot of smack-talk from a guy on a .500 team. Have you forgotten week 5 already? Can you remember back that far? If you can't, here's a refresher: 41-3. That was the final score of the game against the Chargers...you know, the San Diego you mentioned...the same San Diego that "can't get it done like us." That was the worst home loss in four decades, by the way. You were on the field for this game, right? That was you out there, laughing and grinning and yucking it up on the sideline while it was going on, right?
I'm really starting to get sick and tired of you, Brandon. You liken yourself to a Chad Johnson or a T.O., and yeah, you've got the size, the skill set and the potential to be as good as those guys, but shit man, you're a second-year player. You're not that good yet. You're just not. Sorry to break it to you, buddy.
Brandon, as fucked up as this sounds and as much as I hate to say it, Johnson and Owens have earned the right to run their mouths the way they do. They've proven themselves as as elite wideouts over several years. You don't and you haven't. Hell, T.O. was a model NFL citizen for his first four years or so.
I'll tell you something else, Brandon. Keep this shit up and Shanahan will send your ass on down the road the second your contract is up. Shanny doesn't like guys like you....guys that attempt to put themselves ahead of the squad, guys that try to make a splash with the media. He sent Clinton Portis and his championship belt and his goofy costumes off to DC, he sent Ashley Lelie and his malcontent shit talking, ass off to Atlanta and he sent Kyle Johnson and his silly horsey dance off to the soup kitchen line. If you're looking for a way out of this overgrown cow-town you're doing a good job finding it.
Please Brandon, just shut the fuck up.