I would’ve been quicker to write this blog; quicker to get my steaming mad hot take on the internet about this trade. Hurry to the keyboard and Try and get as many followers to my fledgling website and podcast. Capitalize on my town-famous anger about my beloved sports teams.
I would have written this sooner, but I got my fucking heart ripped out one too many times. I was stunned of getting the news that Odell Beckham Jr just got traded from my favorite team, the New York Giants, to the Browns, for what amounts to fucking nothing. I’ve seen this coming for a bit, but had held out hope that all the rumors were just that, rumors. That the Giants couldn’t possibly trade away their best player; the only reason they’ve been watchable for a casual fan; one of two glimmers of hope that the team possessed. They couldn’t do it. How could they justify signing a player of his stature to an extension just a year earlier, giving a ton of guaranteed money, and then trading him just a half season later. So, I was a bit flabbergasted when it actually happened.
They traded away a generational superstar for a mediocre 1st round pick, not even their better 3rd round pick, and fucking Jabril Peppers. I feel bad for Jabril Peppers, but I’ll forever hate having him on the team. Every time he gives up a deep bomb, or misses a tackle, or just fucking goes on the field I’ll fucking think of OBJ. Every time!
So, as I tend to do, I got angry. I wanted to break something. I wanted to scream and yell and fire off some hot tweets at the Giants account and get all my frustration out. Instead, I just decided to pack. I took my eight Giants jerseys, my five Giants hats (including a new one I just bought), my 3 Giants shirts, and my pair of Giants sneakers and I packed them in a box. I was going to put that box in the attic, but when I went to lift it, all of it came out, and I had to repack it (Just sums up my sports fandom). For now, that box went in the front closet. When I get some tape, it’ll make it to the attic.
That box; that box full of all my Giants attire will not be opened until Dave Gettleman is gone. I will not continue to openly support the New York Giants until Dave Gettleman is no longer part of the New York Giants organization. Whether its from getting fired, from him retiring, or from him succumbing to the Grim Reaper (though, I guess, the former would be the best). I will not wear any Giants clothes, I will not buy any tickets (including those for the game in Tampa next season), I will not spend any money that will in any way go to the New York Giants.
Yes, I know that this won’t matter. I know that the New York Giants don’t give a shit about me, or any other fan for that matter. I know the old ass owners will still be old and grumpy. I know Dave Gettleman will still be a lying sack of shit who thinks he’s the reason for any team’s success (although you can check the shit show that he left with Carolina). I know that my single act of anger and sadness will not affect anyone but me.
But, just maybe, it’ll make me feel slightly better. My favorite teams constantly shit on their fans. The Wilpons are the fucking worst and act like they play in Modesto and never go for the win. They have more excuses than any other owners on the planet. James Dolan is a stumpy looking fuck who was handed the team to him by his father, and has somehow not been able to get a winning basketball to the city that has Rucker Park. Now, now their’s GM Dave Gettleman, a just real worthless piece of shit.
There’s no answer on how to get shit on the amount my teams have shit on me. I’ve got some disease, and I keep rooting for these teams, and they keep shitting on me. I’m not saying that I can stop watching the Giants, but until that fuck is gone, I’m not financially supporting them.
Odell Beckham Jr is going to go to the Hall of Fame. He’s going to be awesome for like 10 more years. And the Giants; they’ll just let that fucking mouth breathing idiot QB until he out lives Gettleman. Fuck.
Hey, if you actually read this: Check out our podcast on Thursday night. You can find it on this site or on iTunes. I’m sure I’ll yell more about this shit for 30 minutes at least.