My team just lost 59 – 10 on national television. When I was drafted here 3 years ago they promised they had a plan, they had a vision. However, after a few mediocre years, ownership decided to clean house. We have a new GM, and all new coaches. I like the coach, he’s a good guy, but this GM has sold every ounce of talent on the team except for me. And I am not going to waste my contract year on a team whose only goal is the draft. I need to be traded, and I need to be traded now. When I asked the GM for a trade he told me I’d have to wait until the deadline, but I don’t want to wait, I need our before my career is ruined. I have begun my plan to leave.
I still show up to practice, but I am not going to help. I run the wrong routes, I talk trash to the coach. I told our rookie WR that in the NSFL they like it when you ignore the route tree to do what you think is best. I also started my social media attack. I retweeted 200 messages talking about the disaster of our last game. I took a picture of our broken bench rack, (our DE got made and threw it over,) and posted how the team is holding me back. I decided I hated the new uniforms and cut them into little pieces, spreading them throughout the field. On Thursday I flipped everything in the GM’s office upside down. Bet he didn’t see that coming. Soon I will be free.
I still show up to practice, but I am not going to help. I run the wrong routes, I talk trash to the coach. I told our rookie WR that in the NSFL they like it when you ignore the route tree to do what you think is best. I also started my social media attack. I retweeted 200 messages talking about the disaster of our last game. I took a picture of our broken bench rack, (our DE got made and threw it over,) and posted how the team is holding me back. I decided I hated the new uniforms and cut them into little pieces, spreading them throughout the field. On Thursday I flipped everything in the GM’s office upside down. Bet he didn’t see that coming. Soon I will be free.
