I just need to get this off my chest, and then I’ll feel better. Terrell Owens, SHUT UP! If this candy ass does not fucking suit up tomorrow, I’m going over to NJ and poking him in the eye. It’s not like the Eagles will die without him, but all the whining and bitching and bad mouthing Donovan McNabb, who was you best buddy last season, is all too 7th grade for me. You signed a god damned contract, now play or shut up. Maybe if we had won the Superbowl last year, you would have half a leg to stand on. But we didn’t. And we got there without you. So quit your crying, put on your panties, and play some fucking football.
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