Dear Mrs. Fujita,

I loved and respected your husband while he played for our team, but he CHOSE to leave. He could have stayed with the team, but he chose to go somewhere else for more money. If he "loved our city" so much, he would have stayed, regardless of the cost.

Regarding your letter: My brother is currently over in Afghanistan, fighting for his country. While your husband sleeps in a nice comfy bed, my brother goes without sleep. While your husband drives around in an expensive car, my brother drives around in a tank, risking the chance of being attacked. While your husband sits on his butt, *****ing about not working, my brother is in a war zone, wondering when he'll get to come home and see his family.

I don't want to hear anymore NFL sob stories about how hard these guys have it. Until you put yourself in the position of our US Soldiers, then STFU.

Also, quit whining and get a ****ing deal done so we can have football next year.

Sincerely,

Becky Boo (breesfan27)

PS, this was totally not a sob story, and I'm not looking for any sympathy, I'm just sick of hearing how "bad" these multi-millionaires have it.

As much as I love and respect our guys, I don't want to hear anymore *****ing and moaning. Get a deal done.

(my honeybadger is just a gag for today.)