7. I think the Rex Grossman signing in Houston says one thing to me: The honeymoon's over for Dan Orlovsky as the walk-in, no-doubt backup to Matt Schaub.
Granted, King states it as an observation. However, as any observer of the Houston Texans will know, King is simply wrong.
Bigfatdrunk at DGDG&D breaks it down on why Orlovsky is better than the Sex Cannon
There is a further discussion over at the Battle Red Blog comparing the Sex Cannon to the late signing and early release of Quin Gray before camp last season.
So go beat that dead horse at those two blogs if you must. I won't.
The real reasons I hate King are multiple. His constant online blowjob of Brett Farve is tops. I think he even tops John Madden in publicly performing fellatio on Farve.
Also his constant bragging on who he texts with during the off season and after games smacks of elitism.
His Tuesday column reaches a new low in his "I know these people, you don't" attitude. Most writers either talk about "sources in the organization" or something along those lines. King goes out of his way to say who texts him and who he talks to on their cell phone.
The second paragraph is a classic King texting marathon. Three times he brags on his texting skills:
But Monday night, I texted McDaniels, who is a big texter.
Texted his assistant and got back that the coach is laying low
Texted Marshall, who's also a texter.
Enough King. We get it! You know players and coaches. You know their cell phone numbers. Farve is your BFF but you have more than five people in you Circle of Five. Give it a freaking rest now. Farve is supposedly retired. Go blow him on the privacy of his ranch.
As if his texting buddies wasn't enough King has to remind us he's also BFF with a New York judge:
I'm friendly with a judge in the New York area
I honestly wouldn't have a problem with a friend judge and his anonymous comments if it wasn't for the fact that King hadn't rubbed it in my face about all his texting butt buddies.
Then there is finally the obligatory lick to Farve's nut sack when King gives his brief take on Farve's HBO interview.
To get an appreciation of Peter King's magnitude of suckage, one must read the whole body of work over the course of an NFL season. A casual reading doesn't come close to revealing how bad a writer he is. Over a year one notices certain patterns: his constant bragging of texting players and coaches, his tiresome Brett Farve lovefest, his inane observations of teams he has no interest in covering and his Ten Things I Think I Think feature that goes well beyond ten.
Congratulations Peter King. You are now the latest entry in to Unkle Monkee's list of Official Hacks.
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