I've been my share of fistfights before, been attacked by dogs (and crazy cats, and women for that matter), but have have always pulled up short when it comes to ending a life. I don't envy military guys who have had to do that. 2 years in the can and you get out and make $millions again?
His pampered whatever it was (18,22 months? Something like that) pales in comparison to what out of the limelight Joe-Nobody would have to go through. Made millions before you went in, made millions when you got out. That Dog-murdering SOB is the toast of Jersey right now. (I'm typing this while I stroke my 90 Lb. love of a 5 year old "puppy" Fergus a Flat-Coat Retriever. Like a Golden except jet black, sweet and gentle around young kids).
If Vick walked into my locker-room I'd throw him on the floor, kick him until he bled threw the mouth with kidney damage and let the dogs chew him to death. He should not be wearing an NFL uniform. Figures he's a Jet. Scumbag fanbase. I'd rail on BB if he brought him here.