Re: Briggs close to signing tender. Is Asante far behind ?
Why are they different than us???
Do they really need 30 pound gold chains or 7 mazerattis....
Mazlos Heirarchy...
Maslow, I think... it's definitely worth noting and stewing over, as fans, which is what we are. It's just that there's nothing to be done about it.
Think about it... on the order of 60% of the NFL revenue goes to players, of whom there are perhaps 1700 once the season starts. The rest goes to "the organizations." That's a good number of grunts getting a pittance to file things, make photocopies, set up slide projectors, get the errant balls at practice, and yes, break down film sometimes, if "The Education of a Coach" is still to be believed. Then there is the ownership, usually one man atop this hierarchy. His football income is usually a minor part of his corporate money. He's the real "pig". But we love him -- because ours will always be a Patriot, unlike Tebucky or Lawyer or Ty or Corey or [Your Name here.]
We root for the billionaire against the millionaire, because the millionaire has to justify his millions. Both parties are unimaginably rich... both get rich in whole or in part because you or me splurge on a couple of $200 nosebleed seats once in a season, or maybe on $2K worth of season tickets, or, for our advertising agency's schmoozing purposes, on $100K worth of luxury seating.
It's our money this is coming from. We do have the right to say "enough is enough." This is a perfect place to say it. Of course, unless we stop watching the game -- even on TV, where they help us decide whether we should use Axe or Tag, Foamy or Edge -- well, it just doesn't matter what we say.
For the record - yeah, these guys are greedy. All of them. And its accumulation beyond any sort of decency, while people are starving somewhere, people lose their $80K a year union automaker jobs (for being "greedy,") and America's literacy and infant mortality rates lag the civilized world's.
But goddammit, they don't have football and we do. Of course, they do have soccer.
The real, ultimate truth is that the whole freakin business reeks, all our really expensive pleasures reek in the face of so much injustice in the world.
But we don't live life in the "ultimate," we live it by what gives us happiness. I for one am brainwashed. Patriots football makes me happy. I somehow believe that a guy wearing the right colors, getting over a chalk line, is more important to me than a stranger's death.
That being the case, the guys wearing MY laundry better be the best in the game.
Oh never mind, this is going nowhere, and I'll just end up having to send another check to Miguel's sister's friend's kitchen again if I don't shut up now.
PFnV
