Man, I really hate
Steven Jackson. Not sure why. Maybe he ignored me when I wanted a quote. Maybe I just don't like dreadlocks. Not sure. Still, I can't help myself. I just feel compelled to write things like this:
I know, I know. That was supposed to be an article about Linehan. But I just felt the need to take a shot at Jackson. You should read my Pressbox message board too. Man, I'm really letting Jackson have it there. For example:
Oooh! Burned him there! How about this one?
Isn't it great how I just ignore the fact that Jackson lead the NFL in total yards last year and how he's played 2 games this year with a decimated O line? What do I care! I'll just bash him anyway! Who's gonna stop me? Hahahahaha!
Truth is, since I get to write my drivel for public consumption, I can just gloss over anything I want. I'll just keep repeating inane comments about Jackson's commercial success. In fact, I started that a couple of weeks ago with this one:
Alright, I'll tell you all the truth, here's a quote that reveals why I really hate Jackson:
You see, I liked Marshall. Marshall would talk to me. Give me quotes. And, now, Marshall may help me get hooked up with the national media. So I'm not gonna let some young punk bad mouth my friend, Marshall.
No, I'm going to ruin him!
After all, that's what my job is for, right?
GO RAMS 
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