Larry Johnson wants to leave Kansas City, and he's even willing to take some of the blame. How noble. If he's willing to give up all the money the Chiefs owe him, I'll drive him to KCI myself.Larry, did it ever occur to you that the next Chiefs GM would love to get rid of you? Here's the rub: You're paid like a franchise running back when you're clearly not. There are only a few backs that truly separate themselves from the rest of the NFL. You used to be one of those guys; now you're not. Maybe your downfall was injuries, the team around you, less motivation after getting paid, or all of the above, but regardless, you've undeniably regressed. There isn't a team that will take you with your current contract. You have no trade value. I don't care how much you hang out with Jay-Z and Beyonce.
Oh, and you're such a colossal a-hole you make Terrell Owens look winsome. It's bad enough you whine as soon as the team does anything that doesn't adhere to your exact specifications. We shouldn't have to put up with with you pushing women to the ground and spitting drinks in their faces too.
In 2005, you looked like a force of nature. In 2006, we made excuses for you because Willie Roaf, Will Shields, Tony Richardson, and Dick Vermeil were gone and Trent Green was injured. In 2007, it become readily apparent even before A.J. Hawk mangled your ankle that you were no longer the same player. Now, you'll be lucky to be in the league for much longer if you don't change your attitude quickly. The sooner you realize you aren't an elite player nor the most important person on Earth, the sooner you can finally shed those diapers Vermeil was talking about.
