And the self-proclaimed "hypocrisy watchdog" gets put down. I suppose it's sad anytime man's best friend takes an eternal nap, but the timing was probably right on this one. With his sole purpose being to sniff out two-faced bullshit, whimpering about someone's underwhelming football career in response to their list of personal, non-football related beliefs was an undeniable sign that a prompt retirement to a dirt nap was probably required. I probably didn't even have to dig for context, because any back-and-forth this non-sensical could only be prompted by one thing, but neither politics nor the morals behind them are what I want to discuss here. Instead, I'd rather talk about the reality check that got signed over to us by Sage Rosenfels. I'd have to bark incessantly at myself in the mirror if I criticized those that criticize quarterback play, but the occasional reminder that crappy professional athletes are still professional athletes is one of which we can benefit from time-to-time. Having to take a public pounding is unequivocally accounted for in the paycheck when you play games for a living. That's not to say that the occasional jab after those paychecks stop can't be in good fun, but it is to say that you leave yourself open for the easiest of gut punches when you throw it for no relevant reason whatsoever. Sage Rosenfels, as mediocre a member of an exclusive group of the best players at the most difficult position in sports as he was, made quite the life for himself in the NFL. Therefore, as easy a target as he seems for an anonymous internet troll he is not. In short, "F-off" borders on being an 'A' of a response, and bringing up someone's time making millions of dollars playing a sport as a slight is not smart. If I were to offer some...wait for it...Sage advice, I'd say not to do it.
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