Wallcrawler
12-30-2018, 05:00 AM
YOU CANT HANDLE THE TRUTH! Bob, we play in a stadium that has goal lines, and those goal lines have to be guarded by men with pads. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Bob Sutton?
I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Kareem Hunt, and you curse the Haglund deformity on Eric Berry's heel. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that Kareem Hunt's firing, while tragic, probably saved the lives of more racist whores.
And my arm talent, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, wins games...You don't want the truth. Because deep down, in places you don't talk about at defensive meetings, you want me under that center. You need me under that center.
We use words like gunslinger, scrambler, MVP...we use these words as the backbone to a season spent desperately trying to carry this team. You use 'em as a punchline.
I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the offensive firepower I provide, then questions the manner in which I provide it! I'd rather you just said "I am resigning as Chiefs defensive coordinator," and went on your way.
Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a set of pads and a jersey, and hold the hands of your defenders on the field. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you're entitled to!
I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Kareem Hunt, and you curse the Haglund deformity on Eric Berry's heel. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that Kareem Hunt's firing, while tragic, probably saved the lives of more racist whores.
And my arm talent, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, wins games...You don't want the truth. Because deep down, in places you don't talk about at defensive meetings, you want me under that center. You need me under that center.
We use words like gunslinger, scrambler, MVP...we use these words as the backbone to a season spent desperately trying to carry this team. You use 'em as a punchline.
I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the offensive firepower I provide, then questions the manner in which I provide it! I'd rather you just said "I am resigning as Chiefs defensive coordinator," and went on your way.
Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a set of pads and a jersey, and hold the hands of your defenders on the field. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you're entitled to!