Monday, December 1, 2008

A Reminder to Plaxico Burress

You know the great thing about football contracts, Plax, they’re not guaranteed. So if you’re dumb enough to carry an unlicensed concealed weapon and then shoot yourself with it, your team, say the New York Giants, can cut your ass and never have to pay you a cent. Especially since they continue to win without you on the field.

But for whatever reason, they’ll continue to pay you for the remainder of the season, even though you’ll be physically unable to play for a bit, but come February, after the Super Bowl has been played, don’t be surprised if the team decides to ship you out like they did with Jeremy Shockey, who only complained about his time with the Giants, he never allegedly did something illegal. Or maybe they’ll just cut you outright, if you’re odd behavior continues, because frankly if the Giants continue to roll past their opponents like they have these past 11 out of 12 weeks, I don’t see a reason for them to keep you around.

So the next time you feel the need to pack heat because the amount of bling you’re wearing seems like an open target to the patrons at the Latin Quarter, step back from the situation and think to yourself, is it worth it? Because I’m sure Michael Vick will tell you, nothing this petty is worth losing your football career and your freedom.

Watch out Plaxico, because the popo are on your tail!
(Photo: Jeff Zelevanksy/Getty Images)

No comments: