I believe that Michael Vick deserves a second chance. I also believe that for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows. I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word. And only that someone can answer the question of whether Michael Vick, the puppy killer, deserves a second shot at becoming a multimillionaire on Philadelphia's dime. How many cons walk out of prison and hook up with the modest (by NFL standards) money offered by the Philadelphia Eagles?
We will pay the puppy killer more money in a single year than you or I have earned in our entire lives. How much does Vick make at discount contract prices? Let me put it this way, "When did you start making $50 thousand dollars a year.?" (Still making that? Good for you.) Now work the next 30 years at $50,000 a year and that's how much money the Eagles are paying the puppy killer this season.
I am not offended by Michael Vick. I am offended that my team picked him. What were they thinking?! Like the Eagles need Michael Vick to get people talking. What's our worst fear? Eagles fans and commentators have a million fears, all of them justified and ridiculous. It comes down to winning and even winning doesn't solve ridiculous. Michael Vick is a ridiculous pick for this city at this time. Michael Vick may as well have been one of them Nazis that Brad Pitt has been killin all summer. "We ain't in the Nazi prisoner-takin' business. We're in the Nazi killin' business."
But maybe Michael Vick is not a Nazi. Maybe he's a stupid young man who has seen his life presented to him like it hangs from the end of a rope. Maybe Michael Vick will do the right thing. In the meantime, I don't want to be bothered with the notion that a puppy killer plays for my team. It is a distraction that adds nothing except gasoline to a hate Eagles brew. Hell, I hate the Eagles already.
