when you know you really should be ashamed of yourself

i'm not sold on that title for this blog yet. i may change it but i probably won't. ok. here's what i mean by that title. i just read a little story on si.com about how michael vick's high school has taken down his jersey from the trophy case at his school. that sucks. i think that's when you know you should really be ashamed of yourself. granted he should be ashamed of himself when he let his cousin or uncle or whoever talk him into buying a house JUST FOR DOGFIGTHING!!!!. i know this blog doesn't seem to be the most current bit of vick dogging. no pun intended, but this has struck my heart and since i just started blogging, well... you get to hear my rants. so there.

like i said... there is a lot that he should be ashamed about. buying a house for dogfighting, paying for dogs to dogfight, gambling on dogs to dogfight, dogfighting, and then killing the dogs for dogfighting. the first rule of dogfigthing... don't talk about dogfighting. no. that's not right... the first rule of dogfighting is... effing don't dogfight... ok... so we've established that the last few years were not the strongest in the deep decision making of mike vick's life.

but lets get back to the shame part. not only has he become one of the most hated men in america, i once got booed at a springfield cardinals game for knocking a girl out of an inflatiable chair during a game of musical chairs i think that's what vick feels, ok... not really... but that's still a funny story. anyway back to the shame. So vick is outsted from football, loses his 20 million dollar bonus, is going to prison, and now faces additional charges from the state and possibly more jailtime, and throws away millions of dollars, loses endorsements form nike, but i think the worst thing is that his jersey is being taken down from his high school. why? because that's when it was pure. that's when he was dreaming of being great. that's when someone realized that he could one day be a pro football player. if you've ever played as a kid we all have that dream. we all have that idea of being on a field in front of thousands and doing something bigger than ourselves. he had it. he lived it. he became the grown up version of a little kids dream. and then he destroyed it. he did one of the worst things a person can do... he made himself into a monster.

I can only imagine him remembering walking by that trophy case and looking in and saying one day i'm going to leave my mark, my jersey will be displayed there and others will know and remember who i am. well, mike. you've done it. they know you, they remember you. not as a great football player but as what not to be in life. how arrogance and bad decisions can lead to failure. hopefully some kid will look up at where your jersey used to be and know that with greatness comes incredible commitment. heck i'll steal a qoute from spiderman... with great power comes great responsiblity.

what would the high school mike vick say to the future mike vick. i hope it would be... "thanks... thanks alot for screwing up everything i've worked so hard to accomplish. we had our dreams and now they have turned into a nightmare. you know, future mike? you really should be ashamed of yourself."

i'm not perfect. i make mistakes, i screw up a lot. but i think my high school self would be ok with my future self. but maybe he would tell me to watch out freshman year of college and not put on 35 lbs.

well, high school self. this is future self saying... you know... we haven't done that bad. except for the early nineties. those sucked. well and 97-99, those werent to hot. but except for a 4-6 year span. we've done pretty good. something i learned awhile back... never do anything today you don't want in the paper tomorrow. no one is above accountability.

so... future future self... hope we're still groovy.

man, this blog has turned into a lord of the rings movie... it has like 6 endings. so i'm going to end it now...the blog... not everything. that would be sad. this blog has a happy ending... its and they all lived happily ever after... except michael vick... becausec he's a d-bag.