A Violent Femme’s View – I Don’t Care Who Started It
Like all of you, I was appalled to see the complete breakdown of negotiations between the NFL and NFLPA last week. I also realize the potential fallout from this issue hasn’t really hit home for me yet; after all, it’s off-season, I’m hearing and reading lots about the draft that will still happen (as of now) and of course, enjoying QB1’s tweets again. Between all of that and NASCAR, I hadn’t had much time to contemplate the possibility of no football this fall.
However, the back and forth between reps for the two groups this week have brought the lockout firmly into focus for me. (I realize this is millionaires vs. billionaires. I realize things in Japan are MUCH more important than whether there is a new CBA or not. But I love football. Deal with it.)
I have a sneaking sympathy for the NFLPA, because I think there are a few issues they are focusing on that are very important (health care after the player’s career is over, for one). Besides, Jerry Jones and Al Davis, in my opinion, are Satan’s offspring personified and I really don’t trust anything they say. That shades things a bit for me, I must admit.
Still, as I read the back and forth, it really hit me what this is like to watch.
I feel like I’m dealing with my sons. It seems like I just walked in the room and the two of them are in the middle of a heated dispute, both feeling wounded, angry with the other party, shouting things they don’t mean at each other and trying to get me to tell one that he’s right and one that he’s wrong.
Well, George Atallah, Greg Aiello, Jerry Jones, Drew Brees and anyone else who is trying to court me into your corner, let me set you straight on something.
I don’t care who started it. I don’t care who pushed first or poked back or said an unkind word. I don’t care if your tender little feelings are wounded. In fact, I don’t really care which one of you is lying. (Probably all of you to a certain extent, but I digress.)
I want you to sit down, shut up about who’s right or wrong, dry your tears and work this out. The NFL needs football players. Football players need teams to exist to get paid for doing something they love. You were meant to be together.
AS FOR THE FANS? WE NEED FOOTBALL. GET IT DONE AND STOP FIGHTING. THEN GO TO YOUR ROOMS AND CLEAN THEM UP. I MEAN IT.
Don’t make me pull this car over!