http://deadspin.com/5823788/chris-kluwe-responds-can-i-kick-it-yes-i-can It's a pretty good read. You may want to read the link at the beginning to get the back story. This is after a tweet calling the Plaintiff's "greedy douchebags" and a response by a little known player.
He was all over the radio yesterday. I heard him on numerous programs into the night. Every host was eating it up. Guy is just down to earth and knows where he stands (has beaucoup W.O.W points and a world record in Guitar Hero). He calls it like he sees it and doesn't delete his tweets and such. This was awesome.
That was friggin GREAT! Did anyone catch the comment by Brando? I posted it below. It still has me laughing... I wonder...where can I get a copy of "P" Is for Punter?... Steve Brando's Comment: "I clicked the send button on my message to Inaction Jackson and was about to return to the final chapter of my copy of "P" Is for Punter when a head full of blonde hair suddenly illuminated my dark corner of the locker room. She had legs longer than a goal post and a short skirt that ended just before her end zone. She was pretty like a perfect Peyton Manning pass, a smooth, tight thing of beauty with lips redder than a challenge flag. But when I looked into her eyes, my brain blew the whistle. Those pale blue orbs had the kind of iciness you only see at a playoff game in Green Bay, a hard stare that said she'd seen her share of unnecessary roughness. "Can I help you, doll?" I asked. "I hear you're a man who knows how to blend into the background, not be noticed by other players," she said. Her words were nicer but her tone was Coughlin tough. "Some would say that," I replied. "I like to think of myself more as a man who provides a very valuable, specialized service for a modest fee." "And I hear you don't like quarterbacks." "Depends on the quarterback." She flashed me a picture of a very famous pigskin hurler who likes to spread the ball around to lots of receivers in his private life even more than on the field. I definitely didn't like this signal caller, and in fact, under the right conditions, I'd probably call him a name reserved for feminine hygiene products. "I think he's cheating on me," she said, "With some South American floozie. I need proof." That was friggin great!! Did anyone catch this comment by Brando, below? "What can you pay?" I asked. "48 percent of what I'll take him for when I get it," she replied. She added a smile wider and whiter than the Indianapolis Colts offensive line, with enough warmth to melt a little of the frozen tundra in her eyes. "And maybe a little something extra if you're good." My little referee spun his arm wildly. Play was about to resume. I closed my novel. The ending would have to wait. I had a mystery of my own. "Meet me out back in twenty minutes," I said. "I have to go practice first."
Kluwe's been pretty open with his comments in the past. I think he and Jay Feeley have late night *****ing sessions. But I must admit, I enjoy his comments because they are often true.
I follow the NFL pretty closely, between 2003 and 2008 probably the most I ever have. I honestly have never heard of Nate Jackson. If anyone would have asked me to give any description of a player by that name, off the top of my head, it would have been zero words long. I doubt many here honestly could. As least with Kluwe, most of know he is that punter dude for the Viks, even if nothing else. His name registers in your mind as an NFL player. Jackson is about as nondescript as any former NFL player could be. In their little war of words, I'd say Kluwe pretty well owned him in his response.
If I remember right there was a game the Dolphins were going to play against the Vikings and I was specifically thinking we wouldn't get anything done against them on punt returns because Kluwe is a really good directional/hangtime punter. Dunno if that would make him feel better. #kickstrongbro