Lao Tzu once said, “Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them – that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.” Friedrich Nietzsche hit boyz off with this, “Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.” Then Mr. Willie down at the car wash kept it 100 when he said, “It is what it is pimp! So deal with it and move on!”
What blows my mind is all of the sensationalism that the media is using to talk about all of these former NFL players that are coming forward with the CTE (chronic traumatic encephalopathy) diagnosis! Earlier this week we heard from Hall of Famer Tony Dorsett and on Friday former All-Pro wide receiver Mark Duper became the ninth living player to be diagnosed with it. Joe DeLamielleure and All-Pro Leonard Marshall were tested and diagnosed over the past three months at UCLA. Five other ex-players were tested and received the same diagnosis in January.
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st playboy! If you cut open the brains of ANY cat that played football at any level for any length of time that is 45 years old or older you’ll find evidence of CTE! Why? Because there were no freakin’ rules in place for the safety of players as it related to concussions at that time.
At that time it was common practice for a boy to get blown up, drug off of the field not knowing his freakin’ name, given smelling salt and told to go get ’em! That was even down to Pop Warner bruh! Who didn’t see stars multiple times a week? It was the norm at the time.
Like I’ve said in multiple Hot Joints in the past, the medical community didn’t start diagnosing what are now called concussions in sports and in football in particular until about 10 years ago. So all of these duns that are lining up with CTE diagnosis looking for public sympathy that are 45 years old or older that played in the ‘70’s, ‘80’s and early ‘90’s are playing themselves bruh.
There are tons of boyz that never even made it to the NFL that are walking around with the same freakin’ problems that these cats that were paid a king’s ransom relative to what the regular working class cat was paid for just going to work. What else do these cats want? They already hustled the NFL out of $875 million last summer bruh? Take the bread and run!
So what are boyz that are suffering from brain injuries that only played Pop Warner, high school and college ball supposed to do? Nobody is feeling sorry for them! Tony Dorsett is sitting up there talking about how he goes to the store and by the time he gets there he’s forgotten what he went there for. How many duns do you know that that happens to that never even touched a football bruh? Are you kidding me? Old man Mr. Joe makes 4 or 5 runs to the store daily because he can’t remember what he left home for.
That was the profession that these duns chose and now you’re dealing with the reality of what you signed up for just like everybody else that worked a dangerous job in America. Even if they would have told you that later in life you’re going to have some brain trauma from running into cats with your head, how many of these players would have quit? Not a single one!
What about the guy that worked in the steel mill for 35 years, retires and finds out that he’s got lung cancer from all of the chemicals that he was exposed to all of those years? Who’s feeling sorry for him? Is ABC News running out to his crib trying to interview him? Absolutely not! Are they feeling sorry for Ms. Wanda down the street because she’s got early onset dementia because of the overexposure of chemicals down at the factory she worked at for 40 years? Not at all! But she’s taking it like a G because that’s what she had to do to make a living.
The average salary in America is $27K and the average salary in the NFL is $1.9 million playboy. Sure, boyz weren’t making that type of bread 30 years ago but neither were working class people. So the scale just moved. Either way, these cats that played in the NFL were making way more bread than Ms. Wanda and Uncle Buck was making I’ll tell you that. But check this out playa, they’re struggling with same issues that former players are screaming about and they made a minimum wage salary for the better part of their lives. So you can go head on with that foolishness!
I’m from Gary, Indiana and everybody’s dad worked in the steel mills for years and are now struggling with something. I had classmates that lost their fathers to accidents on the job. Boyz lost limbs and got burned half to death and you got rich playing a game and you want a boy to feel sorry for you? At least you came home every night and lived like a king! Where I’m from cats were dying for a regular living and those that were able to retire after 30 years in the mill didn’t get to enjoy it because the chemicals ate them up. So excuse me for not listening to all of this foolishness that ESPN and these former players are trying to sell me! Stop me when I start lyin’!