The NFL

 

This is pretty good and thought provoking:

An open letter to the NFL players;

You graduated high school in 2011. Your teenage years were a struggle. You
grew up on the wrong side of the tracks. Your mother was the leader of the
family and worked tirelessly to keep a roof over your head and food on your
plate. Academics were a struggle for you and your grades were mediocre at
best. The only thing that made you stand out is you weighed 225 lbs. and
could run 40 yards in 4.2 seconds while carrying a football. Your best
friend was just like you, except he didn't play football. Instead of going
to football practice after school, he went to work at McDonalds for minimum
wage. You were recruited by all the big colleges and spent every weekend of
your senior year making visits to universities where coaches and boosters
tried to convince you their school was best. They laid out the red carpet
for you. Your best friend worked double shifts at Mickey D's. College was
not an option for him. On the day you signed with Big State University, your
best friend signed paperwork with his Army recruiter. You went to summer
workouts. He went to basic training.

You spent the next four years living in the athletic dorm, eating at the
training table. You spent your Saturdays on the football field, cheered on
by adoring fans. Tutors attended to your every academic need. You attended
class when you felt like it. Sure, you worked hard. You lifted weights, ran
sprints, studied plays, and soon became one of the top football players in
the country. Your best friend was assigned to the 101st Airborne Division.
While you were in college, he deployed to Iraq once and Afghanistan twice.
He became a Sergeant and led a squad of 19 year old soldiers who grew up
just like he did. He shed his blood in Afghanistan and watched young
American's give their lives, limbs, and innocence for the USA.

You went to the NFL combine and scored off the charts. You hired an agent
and waited for draft day. You were drafted in the first round and your agent
immediately went to work, ensuring that you received the most money
possible. You signed for $16 million although you had never played a single
down of professional football. Your best friend re-enlisted in the Army for
four more years. As a combat tested sergeant, he will be paid $32,000 per
year.

You will drive a Ferrari on the streets of South Beach. He will ride in the
back of a Blackhawk helicopter with 10 other combat loaded soldiers.

You will sleep at the Ritz. He will dig a hole in the ground and try to
sleep. You will "make it rain" in the club. He will pray for rain as the
temperature reaches 120 degrees.

On Sunday, you will run into a stadium as tens of thousands of fans cheer
and yell your name. For your best friend, there is little difference between
Sunday and any other day of the week. There are no adoring fans. There are
only people trying to kill him and his soldiers. Every now and then, he and
his soldiers leave the front lines and "go to the rear" to rest. He might be
lucky enough to catch an NFL game on TV. When the National Anthem plays and
you take a knee, he will jump to his feet and salute the television. While
you protest the unfairness of life in the United States, he will give thanks
to God that he has the honor of defending his great country.

To the players of the NFL: We are the people who buy your tickets, watch
you on TV, and wear your jerseys. We anxiously wait for Sundays so we can
cheer for you and marvel at your athleticism. Although we love to watch you
play, we care little about your opinions until you offend us. You have the
absolute right to express yourselves, but we have the absolute right to
boycott you. We have tolerated your drug use and DUIs, your domestic
violence, and your vulgar displays of wealth. We should be ashamed for
putting our admiration of your physical skills before what is morally right.
But now you have gone too far. You have insulted our flag, our country, our
soldiers, our police officers, and our veterans. You are living the American
dream, yet you disparage our great country. I am done with NFL football and
encourage all likeminded Americans to boycott the NFL as well.

National boycott of the NFL for Sunday November 12th, Veterans Day Weekend.
Boycott all football telecast, all fans, all ticket holders, stay away from
attending any games, let them play to empty stadiums. Pass this post along
to all your friends and family. Honor our military, some of whom come home
with the American Flag draped over their coffin.

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