Today is the first NFL Sunday of the season and Le’Veon Bell has lost his freakin’ mind!! Everybody knows that ole boy is lookin’ for a long term deal with the Steelers and they aren’t willin’ to just hand over a fortune to a running back in 2018. I completely understand both sides of the equation but in my Big Momma voice, “Don’t just mess over money baby!”
The Steelers have already offered to place the Franchise Tag on him for this season at $14.6 million. Take the bread and run with it! Then go into free agency next year. Fourteen million is fourteen million bruh!! Instead, this dun has decided not to show up before the deadline on Saturday at 4pm so he forfeits $853,000 for Week 1. For every week he misses he’ll lose darn near $900K.
I don’t care who you are playa, $900K is $900K. What did Big Momma just say, “Don’t just mess over money baby!” There isn’t a player in the league that can afford to just give away $853,000 per week. Not a single one. When he’s 45 years old he’ll be wishin’ that he had the bread he just tricked away tryin’ to prove a point. All he just did was prove that he’s a terrible teammate because he left his boyz hangin’ in Week 1.
It’s a team sport not an individual one. There are 52 other guys dependin’ on Le’Veon to show up and help them win. They offered him $14.6 million to come to work this year and he’s trippin’.
That’s a boat load of bread under the franchise tag. Take it!!! The Redskins had Kirk Cousins under the tag for two seasons and he made more than $45 million ($19.95 million in 2016 and $24 million in 2017 fully guaranteed). I don’t see what the problem is playa. Where else is he goin’ to make $14.6 million this year?
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100 whichever comes 1st! He’s screwin’ his teammates and they feel the exact same way too. That’s why they called him out this week. Yeah, we know that everybody wants to get their bread but he’s still apart of the team. It’s not like Pittsburg is askin’ him to work for free they offered him the franchise tag to come to work for one year. There isn’t a running back in the NFL worth that type of money because they come a dime a dozen and they don’t last very long. The Adrian Peterson’s of the world are the exception not the rule. He was a beast for a long time. That ain’t normal.
Ask Tennessee how it worked out after they paid Chris Johnson all that darn bread? If Bell signs the franchise tag he would be the highest paid running back in the NFL this year accordin’ to Forbes. San Francisco’s Jerrick McKinnon is makin’ $7.5 million with a $10.5 million cap hit for the team. The next cat up is LeSean McCoy hittin’ the cap for $8.95 million with Zeke Elliott hittin’ the cap at $6.8 million.
My point is this, they aren’t goin’ to pay Le’Veon Bell quarterback-type bread in 2018. Boyz are spreadin’ the ball out now days and they can get a running rack at the darn flea market for what they need them to do and for the length of time they last in the league. And yes, I know that he’s a special talent but the Steelers don’t seem to be interested in payin’ him and there’s a reason for that.
Who’s crazy enough to give away $853,000 a week to end up showin’ up by Week 10 anyway? It makes entirely no sense. If he shows up by Week 10 he can become a free agent next season and there’s no guarantee that someone else will be crazy enough to pay him what he’s lookin’ for. Why? Because he’s a running back. That’s Fools Gold. Stop me when I start lyin’!
Playas Thesaurus:
1) Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and its non-gender specific.
2) Ole boy: noun – the person that I’m currently talkin’ about.
The G is excluded from the endings of all words because the G is near and dear to my heart because I’m from “The G” which is Gary, Indiana. So I only use the G when I’m talkin’ about “The G!”
The caption under the photo isn’t real but its real talk!