29th
Vick needs to go
Michael Vick’s half-assed public apologies since getting an undeserved clean slate in the NFL are sickening. Look at some of the things he said today at a Humane Society event in Washington, D.C.
“I got caught up in the culture. I never thought that I would get caught.”
-Remorse isn’t being sorry that you got in trouble. It’s being sorry that you did it.
“I used poor judgment. I had people around me who didn’t have my best interests at heart.”
-Whose best interests, then? Clearly not the main attraction’s.
The AP paraphrased Vick as saying he feels lucky to be alive after being involved in a dangerous subculture. “Who knows what could have happened at 3 in the morning when you’re fighting dogs?” he said.
-He’s right. He could have been drowned, hanged, even electrocuted. Just ask his dogs.
Vick has been whining to any reporter who will listen that he doesn’t like being a backup, that he thought a starting job would be waiting for him once he got out of jail. Meanwhile, when given a public platform today, Vick “referred to himself as ‘an animal rights advocate,’ but said little about dogs or other animals during his speech.”
I believe in second chances. Earned second chances. This is not one.
I surrender the floor now to my spiritual advisor Drew Carey, who, the day before he was hired by The Price Is Right, said this about Vick to TV Guide.
F—k him. Get rid of him. … If he knew what was going on and he didn’t step in … f—k him, man. And f—k the NFL. Honestly. If they think they can wrap themselves in the American flag and sing the National Anthem twice and think we’ll forget this, when guys are getting arrested for beating their wives and killing dogs … We’re supposed to go, “Oh well”? F—k you.