Monday, September 16, 2013

Awww Shit!

September 16th, Monday... Say what you want Redskins fans but RGIII is STILL injured! Considering how quarterbacks are treated in DC, the CIA is managing all information and correspondence concerning Robert Griffin III's condition.
The Redskins are not running the same offense they ran last season because RGIII cannot run it. Basically, he cannot run. He's gimpy. He tentative... He's unsure.
Here is where being a media whore means nothing... It does not matter what he (RGIII) says in front of a microphone, he cannot back up what he says right now. That's why he should shut up and rehab! Get football ready! Forget your brand. Forget your commercials. Forget drawing attention to yourself... (How did the "Operation Patience" t-shirt thing work out for you?) Okay, so you did not have a preseason. Ask Mike Shanahan why that did not happen? He probably (still) does not trust you after the stunt you pulled last season. (Shanahan is still trying to get that "Metrobus" off of his ass!)
So, the 'Skins are now 0-2 with two more games to go before their bye. If they go 0-2 or 1-1, rush hour in DC will never be the same. It's not to say that the team cannot turn this thing around. But "things gotta change!" They need an attitude adjustment. They are not as good as they were last year. A lot of things change for teams from season to season, even when you have the exact same players! C'mon 'Skins... Your division sucks! There is hope. The hope is that the team steps up and stop believing the hype!

Monday, September 9, 2013

When the Shit Hits the Fan

September 9th, Monday... Well it's pro football time! Not a good time for me. Pro football time means that the summer is over. Damn the official date, the Fall is coming! That means I will soon have to rake leaves, break out my warm gear, and be deprived of looking at heavily cladded women.

I live in Redskin country so that means the ban wagon Redskins will be out in full force! That, in itself is not a bad thing but with the addition of RGIII (Robert Griffin the 3rd) back in the lineup, the sports news reporting will be off the chain! I'm sick of it!

RGIII is a pain in the ass to me! Every time I turn around, he is holding a press conference. Why? Is it necessary to reveal every single step he had to take to get back on the field? Was it necessary to talk about "Operation Patience?" Is he that engaging that I have to hear about everything he has and is doing? He's a football player, that's it!

You may think I don't like him... To be honest, he is not the problem. The media, in DC, reminds me of suburban housewives meeting for breakfast at a girlfriend's house, drinking Starbucks coffee while sitting in a breakfast nook! "Blah, blah, blah..." Let the warriors play their game! Stop making RGIII a "media whore!" It seems like quarterbacks in other cities are football players. A quarterback in DC is a fluff piece talking head!

Tonight is the night! After eight months of RGIII being hurt, he gets to show out against the Philly Eagles! You need to bring it tonight, all the shit you talked! And don't get hurt! If his knee gives out tonight, all hell is going to break loose! (Keep your head on a swivel Mike Shanahan!)

Friday, September 6, 2013


September 6th, Friday... Damn! It has been way too long since I last posted! Truth of the matter is, I have been psychologically incapacitated. I've been wrestling w/ such subject matter as to whether or not I am a worthy Christian... A "Down" Brotha? (That is not to be confused w/ being a "down low brother!") Should I go back to school to get a doctorate (Hell NO!) or just educate myself like I've been incarcerated? My writing has suffered because my brain feels like a hard scrambled egg!

Well, I am over it all now! I could not even figure out if I am a "writer?" I write all the time! I am even published as it were. I am a writer! So, it's time to write! I have a project to do. It's BIG! I have some small ones to do as well. I will be posting more. (I probably should be arrested for negligence!) What I will not do is participate in the bullshit that the world has been providing me lately. Now I know what it feels like to be a "junkie!" I was drugged! I was residing in crack houses for gifted scribes! My creative juices dried up... My throat has been parched. I had things to say but could not say them. I could not even move... I just sat there in that one spot, urinating on myself. My words dripped from the crotch of my pants. I was crippled!
Then, I got saved! My faith never left me... I was depressed, but I broke free of that bondage. I am back to where I never left.

I am writing something that will be psychologically damaging to the human mind. It is a story about modern day slavery, woven in the fabric of relative change. The backdrop is the seedy side of a pro sport where a degenerate dwells. He preys on the mentally weak and displays his wealth arrogantly. Stay tuned...