Little Jobs-D.B. of the Week - Sammy Watkins

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A wise man once told me that he doesn't 'give two shits' what an athlete thinks.

Probably a good way to go, but in the middle of a week of forced relaxation (I caught Quincy twice)...

...I grew aggravated by the above statement posted to Twitter by Buffalo Bills wide receiver Sammy Watkins.

And perhaps it shouldn't aggravate me.

I shouldn't 'give two shits'.

But it really aggravated me and it wasn't that he has trouble mastering the English language as written word (that is a pet peeve).

It wasn't that he emotionally responded to idiots who were baiting him.

It wasn't that he's thin-skinned and can't handle his spot as a member of the public.

It was because he took a broad swipe at people that he evidently feels are beneath him because they toil every day at 'Y'All Little Jobs.'

For that Sammy Watkins is the D.B. of the Week

I get it.

He was at Disney on the Bills week off. He was with his daughter. He posted a nice photo and all hell broke loose.

Frustrated Bills fans

...who are tired of losing; who know that the Bills gave up two first-round picks for Sammy; who know that Sammy is well-compensated but has been hurt a lot; who are still stinging from Sammy speaking out two weeks ago about not getting his 'touches'; who are sick of Sammy because he has come across as a diva...

Decided to bait the wide receiver.

He took the bait.

In a fit of anger he started typing away.

All the frustration came out.

But he made a tragic mistake.

He minimized the lives of the people who pay the bills so that he can live a life of leisure for catching a ball.

Are 'Y'All Little Jobs' the jobs of...

Nurses? Police officers? Doctors? Firemen? Safety guys? Maids? Janitors? Mechanics? Correctional Officers?

Or is he just minimizing the guy who goes to work and toils...

...the Ditch Digger? the Drywall Guy? the Man on the Production Line? The Garbage Man?

Are those 'Y'All Little Jobs'?

Is catching pigskin more important than those jobs?

I guess, in Sammy's mind he's better than each and every single one of us.

Listen.

He's a young man.

He's still fairly limited in the knowledge of how the world works.

He has no idea that he's not at the center of everything.

But his Big Job comes with the responsibility of not being a D.B.

Evidently he's poor at his Big Job.

Sammy is frustrated that he can't do his job because of injury.

Well, those of us in 'Y'All Little Jobs' don't have the luxury of sitting down.

We may be injured.

We still have to get up and go.

We suffer and toil.

And wait for the people with the Big Jobs to entertain us...take our minds off our Little Existences.

Some people pay Big Money to watch the Big Job People play a freaking game!

And in a fit of rage, like a petulant two-year-old, you answer back a small majority of idiotic people by annihilating everyone out there?

That is D.B. of the Week material.

And God help you if the Big Job of catching a ball doesn't work out...

...and Sammy needs to join the peasants who are living Little Lives.

What an idiotic thing to say.

The Sammy jersey is no longer allowed at Camp Clifford.

Two out of three of the boys agree that it was a dopey thing to say.

My beautiful wife who happens to have a Little Job working with sick people...

...doesn't even want to hear his name anymore.

Sammy needs to grow up.

His mommy should take away his phone.

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