Earl Thomas Wished His (Now Former) Teammate Kam Chancellor The Best Of Luck In Retirement...By Posting An Instagram Of Himself?
In complete contrary to the apparent priorities of Earl Thomas, the thing that I think is most deserving of attention here is Kam Chancellor's heartfelt farewell to professional football. Along with wishing the most bruising member of the 'Legion Of Boom' the best of luck in his future endeavors, it also bears mentioning exactly how bittersweet his 'goodbye' reads...
On one hand, it's great news that NFL players are starting to take heed of the long overdue information regarding head injuries and getting out of the game in one piece. On the other hand, the fact that it took a warning of potential paralysis for "early retirement" to cross the mind of one of the toughest players in the league is a pretty haunting reminder that we basically watch the slow but certain breaking of human bodies on fall Sunday's. I'm glad that Kam Chancellor is making a decision that probably seems far more obvious to those on the outside looking in at organized violence than it does himself, but the fact that he does so with his fingers crossed for the long-term health of his brain really sends a shiver down the spine.
Anyway, on to the more entertaining aspect of this, which is Earl Thomas' (literally) self-centered show of support for the man he roamed a secondary alongside...
In a weird way, I actually appreciate that the caption covers what's taking place in this picture about as well Earl Thomas' t-shirt covers his neckline. I don't even care that it makes it seem as though the Seahawks' safety appears to have more love for his man purse than he does the beaten and battered player with whom he won a Super Bowl. It probably says some not-so-complimentary things about his personality type, but his shameless inability to let others in on his self-love is really just a laughable look into how inherently narcissistic the use of social media is.
Plus, while it's definitely a bit extra to feel a random inclination to arrange "candid" photoshoots in the middle of an airport, I certainly can't say I've ever gone to a length as nonsensically ridiculous in showing someone that I care on the internet. Maybe simply going through my phone and posting an old picture of a friend whose birthday it is actually makes me a bad friend. Ugh, does my failure to pop open Instagram post-tinkle for a Father's Day bathroom selfie make me an ungrateful egomaniac of a son?!?!
P.S. My guess is that he didn't want to post anything Seahawks-affiliated while still at odds with the organization, but I think Earl Thomas probably could have done a better job picturing the person that the post was directed towards. In fact, I know he couldn't have done a worse job.