As a noted nitpicker of Odell Beckham's personality, I should start by saying that I don't have much of a problem with his message. Not sure I'd like the type-slick method of delivery if I were one of the other 52 guys standing on the sideline with him, but I can look past how problematic the "why?" and the "how?" are because of how accurate the "what?" was regarding the one dopey looking reason or another that his talents aren't being taken full advantage of in New York. Love him or loathe him, Odell Beckham Jr. was absolutely right about Eli Manning. The "who?" on the other hand, is where he loses me completely. Going behind the back of the team whose quarterback situation was already decided when they inked him to a deal that pays a market resetting 19 million a season and proceeding to tip-toe around calling their two-time Super Bowl MVP a statuesque corpse with a neutered arm is such a Highly Questionable move that it's almost criminal that it didn't take place on the set of Dan Le Batard's show. Doing so while seated next to a rapper whose spent the last decade self-medicating himself into a stupor by way of cough syrup cocktails, on the other hand, is just flat out dumb. There's simply no way to surmise that a video co-sign from Weezy Baby grades out as anything more than an 'F' in the eyes of any that's old enough to know that the brain of the celebrity spokesperson for the recreational use of liquid codeine ascended into oblivion ages ago. Odell Beckham honestly might have been taken more seriously if he gave that answer while seated next to the spiteful, shit-eating grin of Tiki Barber, so I think we can conclude that he is equally as bad of a publicist as he is great of a football player. Like, the idea that we now have Eli Manning answering questions about Lil' Wayne midseason, and Lil' Wayne responding in kind runs so preposterously counterproductive to changing the narrative that your a dysfunction-driven diva that that it could have only been brought about the PR tactics of the millennial's millennial. Admittedly, I often think the impact of "distractions" is extremely overblown. However, even though the Giants followed up Odell's crackpot image management with their first 30-point performance since Barack Obama was President, I'm not so sure there's staying power to trying to fix your tire-fire of a team by embroiling it's quarterback in a passive aggressive pettiness war with a higher-than-high hip hop artist. Especially when said team is the same damn one that Odell Beckham Jr. signed up for when he inked his name on the dotted line in committing his future to a fatally flawed roster.
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