Michael Crabtree. I'm sick of this fool already.
Along with most of the world, I finally believe this idiot isn't gonna sign.
He's gonna sit out the season thinking that his endorser buddies have no problem paying him hundreds of Gs to sit on his butt and play Madden for a season (actually, how awesome of a commercial would that be?!)
Then, we'll trade his rights for a second round pick, maybe late first if we're lucky, and possibly get a little icing from the Jets (probably wishful thinking). Finally he'll be out of our hair and stop stealing our press.
Good riddance. I think we're dodging a bullet.
NOT because he's a diva. NOT because he's another Owens.
TO is a selfish child and a locker room cancer, but at least he's a performer and a competitor. The fact is, an ego like TO would have signed by now to get on that field and dig for his glory. To show the world what he could do and rub it in the face of his doubters.
Crabtree wishes he was TO.
Mike Crabtree is something more dangerous. Mike is an idiot and a follower and a weakling. He's a Vick and a Plexico. He's a waste.
Here's a guy born with a winning lottery ticket, who's gonna risk throwing away a multimillion dollar career on the advice of exploiters like Parker, glory hounds like Dione, and of course his cousins/advisors.
What a weak-willed, pathetic beta. If he's gonna let himself be led by the nose into bad decisions now, what future idiot choices are his future NFL employers gonna have to deal with eventually?
Carrying an illegal gun into a club and shooting himself in the leg, so that his boys think he's still hard??
Bankrolling a dogfighting ring to prove he's still real??
Something even more dangerous and self destructive based on bad advice from others?? Or just because someone else's opinion of him is more important than his own potentially bright future?