I was reading about Albert Haynesworth and his latest revolt against his current team, the Washington Redskins.
If you recall...Haynesworth left the Titans as a free agent last year and signed a seven-year, $100 million contract that includes $41 million in guaranteed money to join the Redskins.
Initially, Albert complained about the management, then they hired Mike Shanahan and of course Mike wants to please the ownership, and knows that Haynesworth is best suited as the anchor at NT in a 3/4 defense and so naturally, the Redskins organization would like to maximize their humongous investment in Haynesworth and have therefore asked him to move to the NT position. Fair enough, wouldn't anyone think?
Well...apparently, this isn't sitting too well with Albert who is reportedly very unhappy about the switch regardless of the fact that it's clearly the best thing for the struggling team.
Now.....get this: The reason he's unhappy is reportedly because the NT position doesn't give him an opportunity to make the highlight reels on ESPN quite as often as his current position does.
In light of the money he's being paid......simply amazing. Audacious. Sickening.
So.......the long and short of it is...........he's quitting.
At least for now. Haynesworth isn't showing for the mandatory mini's.
Now, I know I'm an old man and from the old school, with a semi-long gray beard and just a few marbles left rolling around upstairs, but here's the thing:
If I'm making a paycheck, and have agreed to do a job for someone, even without a written contract, just a handshake thing, and even if I'm only making a paltry 500 bucks a week or so, if the person who signs my check asks me to perform the functions of my job in a different way.......well then........I would jump naked through rings of fire in order to do the absolute best job that I possibly I could to ensure, that that person, felt as though they got exceptional value for their money.
I don't want something for nothing in this life.
I've got to trim this gray beard in the mornings, and when I do, I can't help but to see myself.
Let's not make trimming the beard more difficult.
The thought would never occur to me, in a million years, to walk out, to quit, or to demand more money. After all, that issue of money had been agreed upon at the time we discussed the job and I agreed to perform the work....and shook your hand........wasn't it?
When I'm finished working and if you're happy with the job that I've done, and if you want to hire me again, I may ask for a few more bucks, but you know what....probably not, because hopefully we'd be friends by then and I would feel silly, even guilty...asking for more money.
So here it is, spoken freely and by the baffled: I just cannot, for the life of me, understand, why life continues to reward, with piles and piles of cold hard cash, these selfish, egocentric, spoiled, whining, complaining, indignant, indifferent and arrogant crybabies who amazingly possess a sense of self-worth so hugely inflated that even being paid 100 million dollars with 41 million of it "guaranteed" to them, does not, cannot, and will not ever warrant the respect to the person signing their paychecks enough to agree to such a simple thing as being asked to switch positions on the field.
After all, it's still football isn't?
Highlight reels, Shmilite reels.
Please spare me the "Well it's a business" arguments too. I'm tired of that being the end-all excuse for players acting like animals.
Chicken shit is chicken shit, no matter whose shoe it's on...and Mr. Haynesworth has proven once again, that.........................
"MONEY DOESN'T CARE WHO EARNS IT".
Otherwise, he'd be eating in a soup kitchen.