By now, you’ve been more than debriefed in the last incident in the neverending saga that his Plaxico Burress’ 2008 season. All the bonehead behaviors, the comparisons to Chedda Bob, his agent Drew Rosenhaus giving a less than convincing rationalization & Bloomberg wanting Plax to do a spell in the bing.
In Plaxico’s defense, I did not pass judgment as I am a firm believer in the value of a properly holstered firearm with me at all times, whether I be at Applebee’s or the club. Don’t get me wrong though, because I’m also an even more firm believer in the proper usage & handling of those same firearms.
Maybe though, we should factor in this overlooked tidbit: One week prior, Plaxico’s teammate & fellow receiver, Steve Smith, had the blicker pointed to his head & was robbed …by the motherfucker who drove him home.
Smith arrived home in the morning hours on November 25, and was ordered to give up his jewelry and cash by the driver of a chauffeured car who drove him to his Clifton, N.J., home, according to the newspaper.
The assailant, who reportedly pointed a gun toward Smith’s head, left the scene and an uninjured Smith called police.
Kind of like with T.I.’s whole mini-arsenal thing, you never know the paranoia, pressure & threats these cats face.
But Plax, as one .40 Cal totter to another, I swear by Uncle Mike’s. Get you some.
Michie Mee & LA Luv – Jamaican Funk/Canadian Style (1991)