I remembered at first being confused. Why in the hell would the Steelers trade away their Super Bowl MVP only a year removed from perhaps the most memorable catch in the history of the championship game, this side of David Tyree. From a fan’s perspective, it was just plain baffling. But then you remembered the domestic assault charges, the multiple drug violations, it really is amazing what being a Super Bowl MVP will cover up. Some teams will put up with it, and some teams will take the first fifth round draft pick a team throws at you. And so the Pittsburgh Steelers sent Santonio Holmes off to the New York Jets.
A four game suspension and an AFC Championship Game loss to the Steelers, Holmes decided not to test free-agent waterd and re-sign with the Jets. And by not test, it had become common knowledge that Holmes was a locker room wrecking ball, and knew the Jets were the only team dumb enough to pay him $7 million a year, even though he’s a mediocre number one target who is a seventh choice Pro Bowl alternate, at best. (Don’t believe me? AFC wideouts better than Holmes, in no particular order: Wes Welker, Mike Wallace, Anquan Boldin, Reggie Wayne, Andre Johnson, Antonio Brown, Dwayne Bowe, Brandon Marshall, Pierre Garcon, Darrius Heyward-Bey, Vincent Jackson, should I continue?) Continue reading Eat My Sports: Oh Captain! My captain?
