Apparently the Jets are going to release Thomas Jones. About this fact, I care little. What bothers me is the rhetoric of parting that happens when any team has exhausted their workhorse. . . when they have played their hand as far as they want to play it without buying back in. On the matter, “50 wings at a time, keep ‘em coming” had to say:
“When I got here, Thomas immediately became one of my guys,” Ryan said in a statement. “He had one of his best years last season, might have been his best. I have a tremendous amount of respect for him as a player and a person. This is one of the tough decisions we had to make for our organization.”
Tough like, “Fuck you, this is a business.” Or “Oh, you love football? Eat our dick, this is a business.” Or “You may have a year or two left? Fuck you, this is a business.” Or “This isn’t tough at all. Thanks for being our vampire blood bank bitch, fuck you.”
Football isn’t a sport, football is a business that eats its parts alive because it always has new parts to replace the old parts. Only a few make it really big, most end in a misery of fucked up knees and brains (T Jones is luckier than most).
This is my ode to offseason football. In the summer I will get geared up to draft some dude to maybe do this or that in my fantasy football season and all will be well again. And Rex Ryan will still be fat.
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