Sunday, September 13, 2020

Open Letter To The NFL PLAYERS. The Boycott is coming.

Via Dennis Le via Teddy Daniels."A whole bunch of spoiled thugs .Who they think they are? What did they do for our country? Nothing. Boycott them , they don’t deserved a dime. Support our troups and send the monies to them instead of paying these bastards."
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You 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.

You 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 101st Airborne 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 US.

You 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.

You 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.

On Sunday, 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 or 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.

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.

To 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 encourage all like-minded Americans to boycott the NFL.

National boycott of the NFL is November 8th & 15th in honor of Veteran’s Day, November 11. 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.
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#USA #Veterans #backtheblue #StandForTheFlag
#VetsforTrump #TeddyDaniels.


  1. if i want advice from someone who is good at chasing balls, i will ask my dog.
    (shamelessly sotlen from someone else)

  2. Any bets on the over/under 80% of them would be living on welfare in public housing or prison or dead if it weren't for football/basketball.

    1. You stole my thunder. I remember way back when the players went on strike and it was over "respect", or something to that effect. I do not recall who said it at the time, but the phrase went something along the lines of, "Oh please! If it weren't for professional sports, two thirds of these guys would be on death row. Let's not kid ourselves!" Today the individual who uttered those words would most likely be hunted down and publicly beaten.

    2. Today the individual who uttered those words would most likely be hunted down and publicly beaten.

      Can't have the truth now can we....? :)

  3. I've been way out ahead of the boycott for years. F*ck 'em and feed 'em fish heads.

    1. Actually Fishhead soup is quite good! :)There is a lot of meat in the head.

  4. I am with B.C., I haven't watch professional sports anything for over thirty years. I saw back then they were a bunch of ghetto rats get rich quick and expect us to worship them... I ain't queer, I don't wear another man's name on my shirt.

    1. I ain't queer, I don't wear another man's name on my shirt.

      Good one! :)

  5. I remember reading when the football world started bringing in
    blacks to play, Bear Bryant refused to have blacks on his team
    No wonder he was one the best coaches of all time. He knew the
    breed. Sad day for the sport of football.
    Southern to the end.

    1. Sad day for the country which has almost been taken over by Marxism in a planned operation.

    2. I could not bare to say that Bear Bryant, in the end, was
      forced to accept blacks as he started losing. I guess the
      coconut heads with nothing inside them and the octopus arms
      made a difference. I bet he couldn't stand the sight of them.

    3. The military school I went to and graduated from in 1963, refused blacks and lost the MS&T unit from the Army. They bought more rifles and carried on with retired military. It went out of business in 1972 after existing since 1809 along with many other military schools in Virginia because of the anti-war atmosphere.

  6. The blacks didn't belong in the MS&T anyways. Only drag & degrade
    its standards such as what is going on today.
    Vietnam war, a lot of blow back. A bunch of privileged sorts
    protesting against it. Like that old song, 'I'm not a Senators
    son. POS like Clinton all escaped.

    1. 'I'm not a Senators son. POS like Clinton all escaped.


  7. I knew this guy, back in the mid sixties, he got caught robbing
    a parking meter. He was sentenced to prison BUT he had a choice,
    prison or Vietnam. He chose Vietnam. He was between 16 and 17.
    Wrong choice. He was killed six months after going to Vietnam.
    He wasn't a thug and believe it or not, very religious via his
    mother and father. I think prison or Vietnam was blackmail.

    1. I think prison or Vietnam was blackmail.

      Something similar: We had cadets who were told parole school or military school and all the ones I knew turned out well.