Showing posts with label there's nothing funny about addiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label there's nothing funny about addiction. Show all posts

Thursday, September 11, 2008

The Ascension of Jay Cutler

Jay Cutler is a man. He has answered the question as to who is the best quarterback from the 2006 NFL draft. Matt Leinart (drunk) and Vince Young (crazy) were both drafted ahead of Cutler but he seems to be the only one of the three who both cares about football enough to work to make himself better and has the mental fortitude to stand in the face of detractors and ball like he should.

Cutler put on a clinic Monday while playing without his best receiver. He hit guys in stride on tough routes and systematically picked apart the much lauded tandem of Nnamdi Asomugha and DeAngelo Hall. Yeah I know it was the Raiders but his real test comes this weekend against the San Diego Chargers and resident toolbox, Philip Rivers. You might remember the shit-talking clinic Rivers tried to put on Cutler as the seconds were waning in the Chargers drubbing of the Broncos. Hey Phil, Cutler is back and his swagger is more pronounced than ever.

The reason for Cutler's rise can be attributed to shedding his horribly debilitating meth addiction. The unkempt hair and mammoth bags under his eyes are clear signs of a meth-head and much like my hero Hammie, Jay has risen from the depths to take his rightful place next to John Elway in Bronco lore. An heir to the throne has surfaced.

Note: While looking for pictures of Cutler, I could only find pictures of this guy. This is the picture that made we want to vomit the least.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Here's To You Hammie













I've hit rock bottom. After being inundated with Hammie's story for the past 6 months I decided to mirror his unorthodox but highly effective blueprint to superstardom. Much like Enrique Iglesias I want to be your hero, baby. I want to bask in the glory of my past addiction.

Last night I woke up in a pool of my own vomit. I'm embarrassed to look anybody in the eye. I look in the mirror and see a shadow of a man. A shell of my former self. Innocence is lost. I smell like Crown 24/7. I struggle to finish an entire bottle every day. I'm on my way. A man once said, "In this country, you gotta get the addiction first. Then when you get the addiction, you get the rehabilitation. Then when you get the rehabilitation, then you get the redemption." Something like that.

I don't like this any more than you do. I hate whiskey. Can't stand the smell. But I will choke it down if that's what I need to do to succeed. You gotta sacrifice now in order to achieve greatness later. I'll see you all in 5 years, at the top.