I would like to think that Congress has better things to do, but as per usual, I am wrong. How about you solve the trade deficit, universal health care, poverty problems or the widening gap between the rich and the poor you clowns? Instead you decided to entertain a group of rickety old football players and listen to their sob stories.
Maybe I am not compassionate, but I really couldn’t care less about what any of these guys have to say. Remember when you decided to play football for a living fellas? The last time I checked the game isn’t all handjobs, reach-arounds and daisies. If someone asked me to throw a leather helmet on and run into a bunch of 250 pound very angry men, I might have to decline. Instead you old bastards decided that you were the toughest guy around, so tough in fact that you would risk for livelihood, knees, and spine in the future to play the game and attempt to make a modest living.
The worst part about this entire situation is the MASH unit that was brought to Capitol Hill to make everybody feel sorry for these guys. You would think that these guys just stepped out of the medic tent at the Battle of the Bulge. Most of them hobbled to the table to speak about how terribly they had been treated by the terrible NFL that pays them a six-figure pention. I am pretty sure one of them was wearing an 85th airborne uniform circa 1941 to illicit sympathy. Even Mike Ditka, the poster boy for this campaign thought the whole thing was a bit ridiculous:
The Congress of the United States has a lot more important things to do than this,” said Ditka, his bellowing voice filling the packed hearing room. “I’m ashamed that it has come to this.”
Mike, you shouldn’t be nearly as ashamed as the clowns in Congress for even entertaining the fact that you are important enough to have a hearing about. I wonder how many people in the real world who worked at a job for 12 years and then quit or retire receive a six figure pension. No one in the working world receives pensions and benefits even close to what you have been complaining about for what seems like 10 years.
When he isn’t having people Tazered, John Kerry, who was in attendance, is making terrible, untimely football related jokes.
“It seems to be that the league itself has dropped the ball here, no pun intended,” said Senator John Kerry, Democrat of Massachusetts. If the league does not act, he said, “I am prepared to introduce legislation, to create some kind of legislation that could create some kind of accountability and oversight.”
Oh, no John, not legislation. You mean the kind that would be mired in Congress for five years before being swept under the rug or indefinitely placed on hold? Now that is progress.
I apologize that no one cared enough to pay you well enough when you played 30, 40, or 50 years ago. I also apologize that today’s players get paid millions of dollars to do the same thing you used to do for peanuts I even apologize that you used to wear leather helmets or no face masks, although I would have probably figured out that was a terrible idea to play wearing either of those things. But for god’s sake, just keep it out of Congress. When these Congress people are finished taking handouts from their constituents, I want them trying to help America, not listening to Mike Ditka (who I am sure is just as terrible as a spokesperson as he is a commentator) complain about people who are already receiving pensions that would make most of us puke. By the way Old Player, you only played 15 years at most. You only worked for 15 years of your life and you are asking for a huge pention for the rest of your life. Where the hell do you get off?
You think Ray Nitschke would be asking for a raise in his pention if he was alive. No, he would be spearing people and ripping out any organs, bones, ligaments that he needed at that point.
Do you think that Chuck Bednarik (read Opinions on Current Players), who calls today’s players “pantywaists,” who “suck air after five plays,” and “couldn’t tackle my wife Emma,” is asking for more money? No, he is constantly stealing Frank Gifford’s lunch money to make ends meet. “Iron” Mike my ass.
The Angry T
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