Wednesday, September 28, 2011
That's not all of his woes recently.
Vick thinks that referees are calling penalties for hits against him differently than they are for the rest of the football league. Now my guess is that you, Mike Vick, think those other guys are picking on you. Bless your heart. You are out there to play football! Man up. Too many hits?The game is tough and if you can't play with the big boys get out of their way.
Gee, Mr. Big Man, you weren't thinking a few years ago when those pitbulls were fighting and chewing on each other and you were making illegal money. YOU weren't worried about the pain they endured when you tortured them so they would become mean and gnarl another dog half to death and until bloodied so you could have the best fighting dogs! You weren't worried that those poor dogs IN YOUR CARE probably cried all night and slept with one eye open not knowing what was coming next in its horrible life.
You didn't care that those dogs lived a life of HELL while you lived it up. And you aren't the least bit concerned that YOU, along with many others, have given the PITBULL the horrible name it still tries to shed today!
Shame on you Cry Baby!! Maybe it's your conscience that has you in its grip. Rightly so. I sure hope your hand heels. You might need that hand to wipe yourself the next time someone on the opposing team nails your sorry self!
By The Philadelphia Inquirer and Associated Press
PHILADELPHIA — Philadelphia quarterback Michael Vick has a deep bone bruise in his right hand, it was revealed Monday.
On Sunday, Vick and Eagles officials thought the hand — his non-throwing hand — was broken.
Vick's status for Sunday's home game against the San Francisco 49ers is uncertain.
"It all remains to be seen. I've got to take it one day at a time and see how everything unfolds," said Vick, his hand wrapped into a thick club. "It's a little sore. It's still swollen, but I think with rehab we'll see how it recovers and how well it gets."
Coach Andy Reid would not say if Vince Young or Mike Kafka would get the start for the Eagles (1-2) if Vick can't play.
"I haven't even gotten there yet. I'm still on the swelling in Michael's hand and if he'll be ready to play," Reid said. "We'll see if we can get the swelling to where it's manageable and his hand where he feels comfortable."
Vick blasted officials after suffering the injury in Sunday's 29-16 loss to the New York Giants, saying he absorbs too many late hits without getting the benefit of roughing-the-passer penalties.
But on Monday, Vick said he is done complaining about officials.
"I was kind of out of character and being too candid in that aspect," Vick said. "Ultimately, I have respect for the referees and their decision to make calls. You won't hear me complaining about it no more."
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
It's called preparation.
"The biggest thing is that you need to be professional," said Maese, a firefighter for Long Reach Station 9 in Howard County. "You go through all those practices, meetings and all of that training. There might be that one fire a year, which is like having that one playoff game, and you had better [have] done your homework and be prepared. If not, you could be in a lot of trouble."In the NFL, few players make the successful transition from player to another professional career, and even for those who do, it's not always easy. And then there is Maese.
From 2001 through 2004, Maese was the Ravens' long snapper, and he played one season after that in Detroit. Maese always wanted to be a firefighter when he was a child. A career in the NFL didn't become a dream until he was a junior in high school.
"That's all I thought about when I was a kid," Maese said. "It kind of gets in your blood and runs in the family. If you look back, there is usually a history of uncles, grandfathers and fathers who have been firefighters."
In Maese's case, it was his father, Joseph, who has been a fireman in Phoenix the past 23 years. Obviously, Maese hung out at the fire hall with his dad when he was younger, and those impressions were deeply rooted.
"There are a lot of similarities in football and firefighting," said Maese, "especially as far as camaraderie and teamwork. Both are blue-collar in nature because it's physical work. Both can be extremely emotional, but in both sometimes you have to keep the emotion under control."
It didn't take Maese long to learn that as a firefighter. He has been in the department for less than a year, but on his first day on the job he had to answer a call about a teenage suicide.
Since then, he has been involved in his share of fires, nasty automobile accidents and medical assistance calls. That's where the comparisons to the NFL end.
One is a game played by grown men, and the other is about life and death.
"I guess when you've been around this kind of work most of your life, it's easier to walk away from things that happen on the job," Maese said. "I've never been the kind to take work home with me.
"Even when I played in the NFL, I eventually couldn't see myself doing anything different than I do now," he said. "I always knew I wanted to help somebody. It wasn't about money, but doing something constructive with my time."
Maese tried to prolong his NFL career. After Detroit, he spent a year getting various tryouts but couldn't catch on with another team. He even spent a season playing indoor football with the Baltimore Blackbirds.
Who could blame Maese for trying to hang on?
Being a long snapper was an ideal job. He didn't make the big money or have the publicity of a quarterback or running back, but his salary was still larger than the average person's. Besides, a long snapper's body doesn't take the abuse of a regular starter on offense or defense.
Maese traveled the country, stayed in nice hotels and got most of his meals free. The only time he ever got attention was when he messed up, and that didn't happen often, especially when you have a kicker the caliber of Matt Stover.
Maese acknowledges that he made enough money playing pro football that he didn't have to work again. He had a house here in Maryland and another one in Phoenix. But something was missing.
"It's tough to walk away from the game, especially when you didn't have an injury," Maese said. "For years, I just went to work and had a great group of guys to work with, like Matt Stover. You get different tryouts, but sometimes they weren't looking at you, but a kicker."
Even before Maese entered the NFL, he had prepared to be a firefighter. At age 19, he had earned a fire science degree from a college in Phoenix. He got sidetracked from that when the Ravens made him a sixth-round pick in 2001 out of New Mexico.
But soon after his NFL career ended, Maese was back in school, this time at the academy in Howard County. Before joining Station 9, he spent five months training in various areas from swift-water rescue to working with hazardous materials and weapons of mass destruction.
Maese said he expects to spend the next 25 to 30 years as a firefighter. There are still times, though, that he gets questions about playing pro football. He says he is in better shape now endurancewise than when he played in the NFL. At a rock-solid 6 feet 1, 260 pounds, he stands out on a firetruck.
Maese still snaps the ball and he might try out again.
"I've always wanted to live a simple life," he said. "When I was in my second or third year, I only wanted to own a house and truck. If I got another opportunity, I'd consider it."