Every now and then you hear one of these young professional athletes say something that quickly reminds you that they’re kids that know absolutely nothin’ about bein’ fully grown men. Le’Veon Bell jumps out of the birthday cake butt naked foamin’ at the mouth talkin’ reckless and crazy when he told boyz that he’d consider sittin’ out or even retirin’ from football if the Steelers placed the franchise tag on him again in 2018. The dun is 25 years old bruh.
He played with the franchise tag in 2017 at $12.1 million GUARANTEED and it’s expected to go up to $14.5 million in 2018 if they tag him. Now I know that ole boy wants a long term contract like anybody else right? However, even if a player signs a long term deal the only thing that’s guaranteed on NFL contracts are the signin’ bonuses. So you can sign a boy for $100 million but he’s only gettin’ the guaranteed portion of it until he plays the whole darn thing out.
Therefore, if they want to cut him midway through the deal they can and he gets none of that other bread. So if Le’Veon is gettin’ $12.1 million guaranteed this year and could get $14.5 guaranteed in 2018 why would he walk away from guaranteed bread even if he’s pissed that they won’t sign him to long term deal? That makes no sense!!!
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! It would be different if the dun was Diddy or something and he could walk away from the deal and get $14.5 million somewhere else. However, he’s a football player that plays football bruh!! And he’s 25 years old!! Where else he goin’ to get $14.5 million?
That’s as crazy as Colin Kaepernick walkin’ away from the $14.5 million in a guaranteed contract this year to test the free agent market and not gettin’ picked up by anybody. He had to know that in this country bein’ the lightenin’ rod he was after last season that he wasn’t goin’ to get picked up. Now I’m all for what he stood for or kneeled in protest for. I’m with him all day long in speakin’ out against police brutality, racial and social injustice but I would have gotten my bread in the process. They could have benched me all day but they would have had to pay me my money.
Le’Veon’s got at least 5 more years to make the most money he’s ever goin’ to make in his freakin’ life and he’s threatenin’ to walk away if they don’t give him what he wants? Again, that makes no sense!!! He must have forgotten that he plays runnin’ back in the NFL in 2017 and not wide receiver. Bruh…they’re runnin’ spread offenses or versions of it all over the league. The runnin’ back position as we knew it 20 years ago isn’t as valuable as it once was. They pretty much can win games without havin’ to pay a runnin’ back ridiculous money. Meanin’ that boyz “ain’t bout” to pay you through the nose to run the rock or even catch it out of the backfield. Not in this NFL they aren’t.
And I know that he’s the best runnin’ back in the league. I know that he’s got 7,996 total yards through 62 career games and that’s more than of any NFL player over that same amount of games since the 1970 AFL-NFL merger. I know he’s got more than Eric Dickerson (7,842). I know that but it’s 2018 bruh! They aren’t payin’ runnin’ backs tall paper like that. If he wants to get paid he better move to wide receiver.
Ask the Tennessee Titans what happens when you give a young runnin’ back too much bread? Remember when they signed Chris Johnson to a four year deal worth $53 million with $30 million guaranteed and he got that bread and did absolutely nothin’ afterwards? Boyz aren’t givin’ runnin’ backs that type of money ever again for that reason. You can plug anybody into that position and win these days. If you don’t believe me ask New England.
I’d take the $14.5 million franchise tag in a heartbeat if they don’t want to sign him to the long term deal. Bread is bread and if he retires at 25 years old that’s a long time to have to try to figure out how to make his existin’ bank account stretch into old age. I’m just sayin’! Stop me when I stop 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.
3) Bread: noun – money
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!