Lately I’ve completely lost interest in Chad
Johnson Ochocinco and is endless shenanigans.
Gratuitous St. Patty’s reference aside, I really did like the guy once upon a time. I used to consider him a true superstar, and it was nice to have a personality on the team that seemed to transcend the sport.
That of course, was back when he still used to be able to, you know, produce. Remember when Chad used to make those unbelievable catches? When he used to tip-toe the last square millimeter of green turf on the sidelines? How he could beat anyone deep?
Seems so long ago. Since then he’s gone on to change his last name and his agent, campaign to be traded, lose badly in the attempt, grovel for fan approval, dance with the stars, get married, and along the way, forget how to play.
His knucklehead act isn’t so digestable anymore. That’s why we haven’t addressed his future much until now, but today’s PFT report on Chad incessant flirting with the Dolphins, Raiders, and Jets bares mentioning.
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