Richard Sherman isn't even close to giving a fuck. He's taking all the fucks in the universe and hoarding them, so that nobody else will ever have another fuck. He has a gigantic swimming pool of fucks stored in his mansion, where he will occasionally cannonball in and savor all of these fucks he has, and reflect on how he's not going to give any of them.
And why should he? Dude gets paid to play football. That's it. Nowhere in his contract does it stipulate that he has to play football "with class", whatever that means. He doesn't get paid extra if he plays football in a way that satisfies the old-timers on TV, who didn't do things like that in their day. And he's not going to get cut even if thousands of thin-skinned viewers with Twitter accounts nearly wet their hashtags over his postgame interviews.
Just because we get to watch the games on TV and tweet at Richard Sherman and see the talking heads on the networks get upset doesn't mean we get to criticize the way Richard Sherman goes about his business. The dude has had a hell of a season, made a hell of a play on Sunday, and now gets to go play in the Super Bowl. Just as the cherry on top, he's now one of the most talked about athletes in the country and a hero to those of us who can't stand the sanctimonious bullshit that so often accompanies sports. So keep on keeping on, Richard Sherman. Say what you want. And definitely don't start giving a fuck now.
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