Heard someone once again dragged Fran Tarkenton out to make commentary on professional athletes.
Once again, he played the role of bitter old man to a tee. Tell me this, who made Fran Tarkenton the arbiter of good and bad? I’d like to know what role Fran Tarkenton plays in the NFL today?
I did get something out of that interview. Says people are on Tarkenton because he shredded his shoulder and had to have it replaced. Tarkenton says:
I had my shoulder replaced, because they shot me up. Where was the conscience back then? People say, “You knew what they were doing.” I knew what they were doing, but I didn’t think they would hurt me. I didn’t think my shoulder was going to fall apart.
I don’t blame him for that. I don’t blame Tarkenton for thinking team doctors had his best interests in mind. But Tarkenton didn’t realize his team only cared about him in relation to his playing. You know, just like Tarkenton feels about current NFL players in trouble. History repeats itself.
His comments on Bob Griffin are pretty accurate:
This guy comes from a good family, a good background, a good school, Baylor; he’s a smart young man, physically gifted, he can throw it. But he came into the league with an arrogance. He goes into Washington, which is the worst place for him to go. They have been so hungry for a quarterback, and for winning, they worshipped him. Here’s RG3; he’s our savior, he’s our guy. His father gets involved and is in the locker room—I have never seen a father in a locker room on Sundays. The owner, Dan Snyder, adopts him and becomes his best friend. So RG3, at 21, 22, thought he was Jesus, right? And he was making pontifical statements about how he approached the game. I was listening to him the offseason after his rookie year, which was not a bad year, and I’m saying, “Holy s—, this guy is out of control with his ego.”
Spot on. Now you can go back to whatever you’re doing in your day job, Mr. Tarkenton.