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Tim Benz: Feel no shame; wallow in Antonio Brown’s self-imposed misfortune

Tim Benz
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New England Patriots wide receiver Antonio Brown puts on his shoes during practice Sept. 18, 2019, in Foxborough, Mass.

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This was too easy. I almost feel guilty about playing the “I told you so” card.

Almost.

Yeah, predicting Antonio Brown’s self-created demise in New England wasn’t exactly a stroke of genius. Especially based on how his tenures in Oakland and Pittsburgh ended.

Plus, as I wrote, technically, Brown’s time with the Patriots went better than it did with the Raiders. At least he got into a game and scored.

Behold. Video proof.

Screen-shot that for evidence. Because the NFL may try to destroy the video.

They have some experience in that area, you know.

The internet’s reaction to Brown’s release from New England was spectacular.

Am I wallowing in Brown’s misfortune?

Yes. Yes, I am.

Do I feel guilty for doing so? No, absolutely not. Because is it really misfortune when the reasons for Brown’s collapse are completely self-inflicted?

I don’t care if 2019 turns out to be a rotten season in Pittsburgh. Any disappointment I may feel will be largely offset by my joy of seeing Brown implode.

Even if the Steelers go 0-16.

OK, 1-15. They do play the Dolphins, after all.

Let’s take the recent allegations of sexual misconduct against Brown out of the discussion. Let the legal proceedings determine his guilt or innocence.

But the alleged menacing texts sent by Brown to one of the women lobbing the allegations against the wide receiver are what got him cut by New England. That’s reason enough to have some level of schadenfreude, watching someone get something they deserve.

Some say Brown is mentally ill or unstable. He could be.

Some say Brown is suffering from CTE. Maybe he is.

I’m not going to pretend to know. If Brown wants to seek help to gain answers to those questions, good. I hope that, by now, someone has made that suggestion to him.

Until then, all I do know is that Brown has done nothing but repeatedly portray himself as a loathsome, arrogant, irresponsible jerk.

Foxborough is deemed to be the last bastion of professionalism in the NFL. Its reputation is that of a rare oasis for structure and discipline put forth by the head coach and willingly embraced by the players.

If you go there damaged, you come out fixed. And usually with rings.

Yet not even the Patriots could fix Brown. His personality is one of irreparable narcissism that renders him utterly uncoachable and unemployable.

Will someone else sign Brown? Probably. Eventually a contender will lose a good wide receiver to injury. The team will get desperate. Brown will insist he has been rehabilitated. And he’ll get signed.

If the NFL allows it. That’s not a given.

Maybe A.B. will wind up in the XFL and say “he won.” Why not? That’s essentially what Le’Veon Bell did this week when discussing his surprisingly undervalued signing with the New York Jets.

Until that happens, though, I’ll be interested to see how Brown will handle his biggest challenge to date — irrelevance.

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