Well, I guess it would’ve been too much to ask for this NFL labor war to end peacefully.
All the harmonious feelings and “we’re getting closer” leaked news bulletins that have come out the last few weeks, assuring us that a deal was about to be struck, now are as worthless as Confederate money and words coming out of the mouth of Sarah Palin.
All week, we football fanatics heard that Thursday was going to be the day. Owners were going to ratify a new labor deal, then the players would do it, and great glory Hallelujah, we would still have an NFL season.
Training camps opening soon! Free agency coming soon! Real, actual football season starting on time!
And then, pfffttt. Turns out it appears the owners tried to screw the players at the last minute. According to the excellent Peter King’s story on SI.com, the owners tried to throw in some language that had not been agreed upon, and basically gave the players an ultimatum.
And yeah, that didn’t go over so well. Looks like the owners totally overplayed their hand, and in a pretty obnoxious way.
So now this whole damn deal may blow up, we may have weeks and months more of men in suits arguing instead of men in cleats and pants hitting each other, and who knows if the 2011 season will get played.
I’m making this about me. I knew God would punish me by having the Jets get really, really good, get them thisclose to making the Super Bowl, and then the sport would blow up for a year.
I want my NFL football. Dammit, dammit, dammit.
In the meantime, here’s Al Pacino to get you fired up:
**This next video is based on a famous experiment done by Stanford psychologists in the 1960s. The idea is this: They bring a little kid into a room and put a marshmallow in front of him or her. They tell the kid they can eat the marshmallow now, but if they wait 10 minutes, they’ll get two marshmallows.
Man, what IS a kid to do? This cracked me up, especially the kid’s face at 1:55. As one YouTube commenter said, “it’s like watching a bunch of cute, adorable crack addicts.”