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Why Saeu’s family and these duns suing the NFL need a reality check “Steel Mills”

Junior Seau enters the Pro Football Hall of Fame

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!”

Well playas…the big homie Junior Seau was inducted into the Pro Football Hall of Fame on Saturday night. However, not without the green elephant standin’ in the room with his pants down because the NFL really didn’t want his daughter to speak live at the induction ceremony because of the impendin’ law suit that the family has filed against the league. However, cooler heads prevailed and she was able to speak on her father’s behalf. But you already know some dun got in her ear and said don’t bring up the concussion foolishness because you can’t prove anything other than the fact that he had CTE (Chronic Traumatic Encephalopathy)!

What blows my mind is all of the sensationalism that the media is usin’ to talk about all of these former NFL players, includin’ Seau, that are comin’ forward with the CTE diagnosis! Duns like Hall of Famer Tony Dorsett and cats like former All-Pro wide receiver Mark Duper became the ninth livin’ player to be diagnosed with it. Joe DeLamielleure and All-Pro Leonard Marshall have been tested and diagnosed as well. Five other ex-players were tested and received the same diagnosis back 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.

In that era it was common practice for a boy to get blown up, drug off of the field not knowin’ his freakin’ name, given smellin’ 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 diagnosin’ what are now called concussions in sports and in football in particular until about 10 or 15 years ago. So all of these duns that are linin’ up with CTE diagnosis lookin’ for public sympathy that are 45 years old or older that played in the ‘70’s, ‘80’s and early ‘90’s are playin’ themselves bruh. 

There are tons of boyz that never even made it to the NFL that are walkin’ around with the same freakin’ problems that these cats that were paid a king’s ransom relative to what the regular workin’ class cat was paid for just goin’ 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! 

That’s like a boy tryin’ to sue the Ford Motor Company for the wrongful death of Aunt Lucy that died in a car acident in 1973 because she wasn’t wearin’ a seat belt. There were no seat belt laws in place at the time bruh. There were seat belts in the ride but you didn’t have to wear it. Or that’s like a dun tryin’ to sue Marlboro because Uncle Willie died of lung cancer in 1968. There were no warnin’ labels on cigarettes back then so you can’t show up in 2015 lookin’ for some bread.

So what are boyz that are sufferin’ from brain injuries that only played Pop Warner, high school and college ball supposed to do? Nobody is feelin’ sorry for them! Tony Dorsett is sittin’ up there talkin’ 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 kiddin’ 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 they’re dealin’ with the reality of what they signed up for just like everybody else that worked a dangerous job in America. Even if they would have told them that later in life they’re goin’ to have some brain trauma from runnin’ into cats with their 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 feelin’ sorry for him? Is ABC News runnin’ out to his crib tryin’ to interview him? Absolutely not! Are they feelin’ sorry for Ms. Wanda down the street because she’s got early onset dementia because of the overexposure to chemicals down at the factory she worked at for 40 years? Not at all! But she’s takin’ it like a G because that’s what she had to do to make a livin’. 

The average salary in America is $29K and the average salary in the NFL is $1.9 million playboy. Sure, boyz weren’t makin’ that type of bread 30 years ago but neither were workin’ class people. So the scale just moved because it’s all relative. Either way, these cats that played in the NFL were makin’ waaaaay more bread than Ms. Wanda and Uncle Buck were makin’ I’ll tell you that. But check this out playa, they’re strugglin’ with the same issues that former players are screamin’ 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 strugglin’ 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 playin’ 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 dyin’ tryin’ to make a regular livin’ and those that were able to retire after 30 years in the mill didn’t get to enjoy it because the chemicals all but ate them up. So excuse me for not listenin’ to all of this foolishness that ESPN and these former players are tryin’ to sell me because boyz are havin’ difficulty later in life!

On some real talk, Junior Seau lined up at linebacker in the NFL for 20 freakin’ years and ran into boyz with his head. Not to mention the 10 or so years he played the game before enterin’ the league. He was only 43 when he died. So for more than 30 of the 43 years of his life he played a violent game and put himself at risk of all types of head trauma. It’s only natural for a boy to be depressed as he retires because his life is turned upside down because he’s no longer doin’ what he’s always done. Now I have no idea why ole boy killied himself but you can’t put it on the NFL because he made the decision to play this game for as long as he did. Nobody else bruh! So at what point does an individual have to take responsibility for his own life and the choices he makes? 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.

2) G: noun – gangsta