I don't know what the Vikings have offered you. I don't care. You're an offensive lineman, and apparently a good one. Fine. I'm certain that you've been offered a deal that involves a signing bonus of millions of dollars.
You can't get blood out of a turnip. The Vikings have just so much money to spend, and they've offered you a good chunk of it.
Put your name on the dotted line. Buy your three sports cars and build your mother a mansion. Go to the jewelry store and spend more money than most workers earn in a year. Buy a ranch. Or a yacht. Or both.
You're a lineman. You don't carry the ball. You don't catch it. You don't throw it. And you're not the second coming of Orlando Pace. Not yet.
Sign the contract. Take the money. Join your teammates. Yes, that's right, you're on a TEAM now.
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Or, don't sign the contract. Sit out for a year. Get fat and lazy.
And watch Matt Birk make the Pro Bowl at left tackle.
Eric Atherton
eatherton@postbulletin.com
