No part of me wants you (separately or as a package deal) on my team for several reasons. Shall I count the ways?
1. T. O. was in Any Given Sunday. What do I mean by that? HE'S OLD!
2. No matter how many times you change your name, Chad Johnson... Ochocinco... Johnson, you will still be a fool. Not even Rex Ryan can tame you. I'll admit, I watched you on Dancing With The Stars. Hell, I even voted for you, but I would never give my seal of approval for you to join my team. Keep your grill and sombrero far away from New Jersey.
3. You are nothing special. Blame it on your coaches, blame it on your quarterback, but when it boils down to it, your delusions of grandeur are just that. Delusions. In comparison to other wide receivers in the league, you're alright, but nothing super special.
4. I know we can't guarantee that they will stay, but there's no way I'd give up Braylon Edwards or Santonio Holmes for you ass clowns.
5. The Jets have enough problems with getting the respect that they deserve. They'd get none with you on the roster.
6. Seriously. How old is T.O.? I'd take LL Cool J or Bill Bellamy on my team before him. Shoot, I'd take Cuba Gooding, Jr.
I feel as if those are good enough reasons to pass on their generous offer to join the Jets. I just hope the rest of the franchise listens to me.
xoxo,
Blanche Sanche
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