The Day

It is almost like the night before Christmas for a young child. The excitment grows so much that getting to sleep is nearly impossible. You go through you blueprint of pulling this off over and over again. It becomes second nature to you almost like you were programed to take on this daunting task from birth. Of course you are not of age to drive yourself to pull this maneuver, so the help of a driver is critical. No driver the plan doesn't get off the ground in the first place. The thoughts start circling your mind about is she going to wake up, isn't she? I know he wont wake up, he doesn't agree with the plan from the get go. If she doesn't wake up you will never forgive her, lol. If she does not wake up you will more than likely never talk to her again...ever. You toss and turn until 5 A.M. finally arrives. After 6 hard knocks on the door to their room and 10 dirty words from the HATER she emerges already dressed. You allow yourself to smile every so slightly knowing that their is still a lot of adversity ahead. What if you are to late, what if the mark doesn't come through on their end of the bargin, how many other people planned their capture too! You try as hard as you can to silence those doubts as you approach the drop point. The line is long but you find a in, the gate keeper summons you forward. Its your time, u make the exchange, you hold back your grin but as you see your partner in crime you hold up the prize and smile like you you are in a koolaide commercial. Your perfect plan came together, you have your first pair of Air Jordans........

My Buddy

I had a few friends growing up in St. Louis and that was all well and good with me. I never been the type of guy that needs to have a lot of guys around to have fun. Between the voices in my head, my Ninja Turtles, and my vivid imagination I was always good. It wasn't until the summer of 1996 when my buddy came into the picture and he hasn't left since. My father brought him into my life and I thank him for it everyday. I mean you too should remember the first time you heard The Chronic. The beats, the lyrics, the skits. I new from that day on I didn't have to rely on friends in and out my life because I had gangster rap. In 96 I wasn't ready for the stories that Biggie spat, or the political side of Pac. Dre came down to a level even I could understand, using the same stuff I heard everyday around the way walking home from school or to the boys club. Even my own home for that matter, the Davis men use a lot of four letter words in order to express themselves all the time. The feeling of listening to that tape(yes tape) on repeat was probably one of the best days of my life back then. The love of Hip Hop would not come until my soph year of high school, and with that came with music growth. 1996 will forever be embedded in my brain for the sounds of one Dr. Dre and the G Funk movement. That is all...

Pretty Woman

A great movie in American cinema came on last night. One of those movies where anytime it comes on I have to watch commericals and all. Its Pretty Woman.(pause) It got me to thinking about some of the women I have encountered in my life and I had to share. This may step on a few bunions but its just may take on it. If it happen to Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman I know it can happen to me. Some women really believe that they can run around and do whatever they want with all the men they please or strip and some rich ballplayer, rapper, actor, baller will look past them being promiscuous and find the girl next door that's deep inside them. To this I say look to another Julia Roberts great, Oceans 12. In this movie if you remember the daring plot involved Julia playing Julia in order to steal a egg. That's what a lot of these Pretty Women type of girls do as well... they play themselves. You play yourself if you believe in this fairytale because the .008% it really works out for is nothing compared to the 99.98888% that are left high and dry. Don't get me I know some women gone be like men do it all the time. They sleep with all the girls they want and then "settle" down with a girl unlike none they ever dated. Its a double standard and its not fair but that's life. I don't make the rules I just live by them. Now normally I am a advocate of not listening to dream crushers seeing the in NFL has brought all mine out the woods, but sorry! I cant let my sisters believe in this no more than letting Trey(best nephew ever duh) believe in Santa Claus. No fat white man with rosey cheeks gone come around the way let at nite sneak in and give free toys. Furthermore no man in his right mind gone wife a girl that been with the basketball team...JV and Varsity. Think about it ladies...that is all

Kids say the darnest things

My nephew is Anthony Dewey Davis III. He is the prequel to two great men and by all accounts of his early endeavours he will add to what his father and grandfather have done on this earth. The kid is the total package, hes handsome, funny, smart, and aside from his knock knees he got from his moms side of the family he looks to be a promising athlete. The first time I held him I fell in love. I just remember myself whispering in his ear as a infant that he is a price and that I got him. I new then the same as I do now that I wouldn't let Trey hit the ground even if i was falling myself. He my little killer.I am not a constant in his everyday life but video chat on the computers has allowed me to talk and see him more. Every time that kids says Uncle Jason I have a koolaide smile on face from ear to ear. He has become a little parrot, he repeats everything and we try and watch our Davis vocabulary around him. I use to joke with my brother that I wish IPhone had a App for seeing my nephew and low and behold Tony starts video chat with me almost everyday. I am anxious to see the maturation of young Anthony 3.

O Forreal?

Kayne this and Kayne that is all over the Internet today and rightly so I suppose in this modern world we live in, but when is too much attention enough. Was he out of line? Yes. did Taylor Swift deserve that in her moment? Of course not. Its a easy cop out to say that this was a mere case of Kanye being Kanye, but its not that serious. This wasn't the Oscars, nor the Grammys. This was the MTV VMA awards. I mean give me a break. Even the Oscars and Grammys are just awards shows at the end of the day. Its not the end of world for either of the parties involved. That's the right side of my brain, lets switch to the left. If I'm not mistaking the ruler of the free world was making a speech in front of not only our country other countries via satellite and was also interrupted! There was an out cry but it seems to me that the VMA uproar was far greater than this one. This is our President people give me a break. Sure Taylor went four times platinum, but she doesn't run arguably the strongest country in the world. I find that odd. We need to check where our priorities lie. And check all the NIGGERS being addressed to Kayne on twitter, its crazy. I sure as hell didn't see blacks calling the congressman and CRACKER for spazing on Obama, I mean at least not publicly. Some of you know how racist old black men are behind closed doors, but that's another blog another day. That is all...

How I stay faithful in a room full of .........

Man is a hunter. In all man does it is based on instincts passed down form generation to generation. We have a need to sow our manly seeds at a rate that would make a bunny rabbit blush. We condition our minds like this for years that the more women you lay with the more of a man you are. The inevitability will happen one day and cupid will shoot us all through the heart with his poison tip love arrow. That one girl, that one your parents love and you homeboys don't mind much. Sure they say you are whipped, but for the most part they see the positive change she has brought along in you and they approve. The question is when you tie the knot is it game over? I mean, for years you have been out in the wild as a young predator that had his style of trapping down to a science. You finally got it just right and its time to settle down and be with one woman. Of course that doesn't stop the prey from grazing around you on a regular basis, duh. The natural instincts are to continue to hunt, but hunt discretely. Is that fair to your current mate? You probably wouldn't know this if I didn't tell you but I'm a American Heartthrob. With that said I go through the same things now that I am married that my fellow hunters do but I like to think in my mind anyway on a higher level. The level is high(in my mind) because of the platform the Lord has giving me in being in the NFL, and the lack of esteem and values that comes along with a lot of the women who gravitate to pro athletes. You know, gold diggers. So I pose again," How do I stay faithful in a room full of Hoes?" The key word in that is faithful. Take off the ful and look at the root word faith. The faith I have in the Lord for answering my prayers in allowing me to marry my wife is far more powerful than any short term pleasure a promiscuous girl could provide me. sounds simple enough right? NOT! Its hard and is a everyday battle. I will share a few ways i handle it tomorrow for now that is all.....

The Name Game

The debate of which is better when it comes to football, the college game or the pro game? Although they are the exact same sport, with the exact same rules and objectives, but the games are vastly different. We can sit here and argue that the age difference and speed is what separates the games from one another but I am not sure that is it. The pride the the college athlete has in their school and the tradition of that school in my opinion far exceeds that of a NFL player. The free agent era has forced once loyal fans to root for the jersey rather than their favorite player. They cannot allow themselves to get to attached to the "favorite" player out of fear that gut would leave for more money or the team would run him out of town for a younger cheaper version of him. We know that every year Florida will play Florida State, or Michigan will battle Ohio State, and the biggest of them all..... ILLINI vs northwestern. Yea I said it. These kids are going to fight like hell on the weekends then attend HIST 200 during the week. You got to love it! In the NFL we have short memories and deep pockets that help sweeten us up after a lose. With the exception of a few "pro" college programs these kids don't get paid and in turn they are playing for the name on the front and not the name on the back of their jerseys. Now don't get me wrong the NFL is intense and i love it to death, but this blog is from a fans perspective. I am and always will be a fan of this game, that trumps being a player any day of the week in my book. That is all....

Fullback or Dinosuar

It all starts in youth football for all of us. Ours dads have in their minds that their son is the QB or the start halfback, but if you ever played this game you already know that it doesn't always workout like that. I have been a fullback for years now and every year that i play it feels like each new season brings a less dominate roll in NFL offenses. The run game is the catalyst for a productive offense and one of the key components of ced run game is the offensive line, duh. To add to that any good offensive mind will tell you that the edge you gain in the run game comes from the tight end and FULLBACK positions respectively. So if that is the case do we only keep 1 tight end on active rosters? Yes I'm ranting but it angers me being a fullback that we are so often taken for granted and looked over. As a fullback we have long ago gave up any notion of fame from what we do, yet we accept a humble existence where our only glory comes from paving the way for a 1,000 yard back. We all except that, maybe we get a flat route or dive on the goaline. OC throws us a bone. Why are we punished for playing this position? To say you are committed to the run game yet only say one is worthy of being on your roster is counter productive. Fullbacks of the world unite we cannot allow or position to continue to be overlooked and taken for granted. Maybe this is preaching to the choir, but we are damn good players to regardless of what position we play. That is all...

The Odyssey

Every since I came into the NFL its been a host of cities teams and jobs. The constant ups and downs will drive a lesser man insane, but I take it all in stride. I never get to high or to low, its said you are never as good as they say you are and never as bad as they say either. The Eagles, Bears,Raiders,Bears, and now Jets. My wife and I have moved so many times that the movers have US on speed dial. In light of all the moves and all the cuts I wouldn't trade this experience in for the world. The NFL is a blessing that can be taken for granted by no stretch of the imagination. I thank the Lord when I am cut and thank him more when I am cut. You have to give thanks in each situation regardless of you being up or down. Life is not defined by football by any stretch of the imagination but I love the opportunity and don't take it for granted. Stay tuned to where I end up next.