"I don't want to do this." On August 21, 2017, I posted this very statement as the lede on my first blog post, explaining that I would boycott the NFL due to it's blackballing of Colin Kaepernick over his protest over police killings and brutality. I stated I would boycott until the embattled quarterback was signed or until the end of the 2017 season . I made no promise that I would or could continue to boycott for the 2018 season because I knew I couldn't do this again. Last year was tough enough. I got angry. Real angry. And the more I heard and read throughout the season, the more it took a toll on me mentally to witness all of this crap go down. I wound up following the NFL's blackballing of Kaepernick and reading all the poor excuses it made for why a capable quarterback in a talent-strapped league at that position in particular somehow couldn't make a team. I mean there was a time the entire AFC South Division was in need of an NFL quarter...
Anger consumed me. Now I am calm. After seeing how much this protest has turned into debates over anthems and a song and a flag rather than the truth Let's strip away this narrative for good. So ... I don't want to talk about the anthem and whether you should stand, sit or kneel. I don't want to talk about the "star spangled banner" or its racist third verse. I don't want to talk about the military and their differing views on this. I don't want to talk about firefighters. I don't want to talk about EMTs or first responders. I don't want to talk about police. Scratch that. I definitely want to talk about police. I don't want to talk about the TV-host-turned-President and his comments last Friday. I don't want talk about Ray Lewis. In fact I don't ever want to talk about Ray Lewis again. I don't want to talk about unity. I don't want to talk about togetherness. I don...