At this point, AD is coming off as a spoiled brat. He ought to take time out of his tantrum to either a). fire his agent or b). schedule a sit-down face-to-face chat with a guy named Eric Dickerson, who made the same huge mistake 30 years ago.
Ask Dickerson if he could turn back the clock, whether he might do things differently. Ask Dickerson about all the lost income in demanding out of Hollywood and all the endorsements/tv guest roles/movie possibilities/commercials worth tens of thousands of $$, if not millions, that were left behind to get a little more $$ up front in that media mecca, Indianapolis. Go ahead, AD, ask Mr. Dickerson if he would play his cards the same way.
I'm sick of Mr. Donald now, they may trade him tomorrow and I will care as much as I did when we unloaded Dickerson and his whining all those years ago. It is being overly simplistic, I know, but this whole "I have to satiate my ego by being the highest paid player" crap really turns me off. I'm 53 and have worked my whole life. Retired from one job and started on a second career. I'll never have a million dollars, let alone 70, or 80 or 90 or 100 million. If this spoiled punk can't recognize how truly blessed he is to have the talent to make that kind of money and never have to worry about his family's future ever again, he's simply an idiot.
If he can't be appreciative of, for instance, what $80 million dollars really is, screw him. Let him sit for the next three years, and he can see what he's offered as a 30 year old interior lineman who hasn't played a down since 2017.
