As DRK posted about yesterday, the big news of the last few hours is that Carl Peterson is saying his taking a job with the Dolphins is not going to happen. As some have expressed in the comment section, as well as in a few e-mails FN has received, I too am taking this news with a grain of salt. And then punching myself in the nards for reaching for such a shitty cliche. Football people -- coaches, owners, President of Football Operators, General Managers, players, agents, the guy whose job it is to wash Philip Merlin's jock -- are all a bunch of bald-faced, shit-kicking, duck vagina eating, liars. So you can't just take one comment from any of these scrotum faced douchesacks and run with it. Still. It's news. And it's good. So we'll have to accept it and hope it sticks.Also of note is PFT's report that Wayne Huzienga's sale of the Dolphins to Stephen Ross might not even happen. It appears that Ross is having trouble rounding up the money and investors to buy the team and is jumping on his private hover craft/submarine and is heading to DC to ask for some bailout money. Hooray recession! PFT thinks this is why Peterson has suddenly changed his tune. I'd like to think -- and hope -- that it's because Ross has seen the angry mobs (or read my long-ass post addressed to him?) forming outside his office and gave Peterson a call and told him to fuck off. Either way, this whole episode is really making me appreciate Huizenga. God I hope Washington tells Ross to go shit on a turtle (and I mean that literally) so that Wayne can keep the team and Bill can stay and we can all forget this ever happened.
Christ. Rich people ruin everything. It's like going to get a physical and the doctor tells you to take your pants off and bend over so he can get a stool specimen, and then you say, "Well how bout I shit on the floor and you pick it up?"
Was that stool-specimen illustration really a fitting depiction to compare this whole thing with? Meh sure, why not.
