Blood Fantasies (How Michael Sam almost got away with the ultimate hustle)

"Yeah dawg, I was in the getaway car turning the corner and got popped."
Abraham Lincoln once said, “Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle.” Fran Lebowitz, the famous author, flicked the ashes off of the tip of her cigar and said, “Contrary to popular opinion, the hustle is not a new dance step – it is an old business procedure.” Then the big homie Marlon Brando kicked his feet up on the table and said, “If you want something from an audience, you give blood to their fantasies. It’s the ultimate hustle.”

Well playboy…Michael Sam almost got away with the ultimate hustle because he gave a freakin’ blood transfusion to the fantasies of boyz wantin’ to see the first openly gay player in the NFL make it. He ran game on the league like a straight up gangsta because if he had gotten drafted on his talent alone no one would have cared who he was.

Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! Before that dun told the world that he was gay nobody knew that he existed outside of diehard SEC fans or better yet, Mizzou fans. He showed up at the Senior Bowl after the season was over last year and just did ok. There was nothin’ special about him. So he hooked up with the big homie Marlon Brando and he spit game to him. “Give blood to the fantasies of your audience playa and they’ll fall in love with you.”

The next thing you know he’s makin’ an announcement about his sexuality. So guess who’s got a record number of the media waitin’ on him in February at the combine? Michael freakin’ Sam! The same cat that would have been at best a 5th round pick comin’ into the combine that the world wouldn’t have cared if he’d shown up for the workout or not.

However, because he put crazy pressure on himself by makin’ the announcement he fell apart at the combine and caused his draft status to nose dive. He was terrible in Indianapolis bruh. He was so bad that if he hadn’t told the world that he was gay he probably wouldn’t have gotten drafted. But because he gave blood to the fantasy the hustle allowed him to get selected.

The first thing that he says to the media at the combine is, “I don’t want to be the known as Michael Sam the gay football player. I want to be known as Michael Sam the football player.” That statement alone solidified the hustle playboy. If he wanted to be known as a football player only then he never would have told boyz that he was gay. Who cares what your sexual orientation is playa. Can you do your job better than your competition?

Duns like Ellen Degeneres, Elton John, Raven Symone, Robin Roberts and Suzie Orman didn’t tell boyz that they were gay before they had even accomplished anything. They created their brands on their talent alone and then “oh by the way, I’m gay.” Sam tried to get in the game because he was gay and that was the hustle.

I know who Robin Roberts is because she's the best at what she does. I know who Ellen is because she's hilariously funny and unbelievably talented. I know who Suzie Orman is because she's a financial genius. I know who Elton John is because he can sing is butt off and he makes great music. I only know who Michael Sam is because he told the world that he was gay before the NFL draft. I grew up around hustlas and thieves playboy. I can see game runnin' a mile away like a shark smellin' blood in the water.

He tried to force the NFL to carry him across the threshold without bein’ good enough to play the freakin’ game and because the world wanted to see it happen he almost got away with it and he still may even get away with it. Even Oprah jumped on the bandwagon and wanted to document it. Now if Oprah is ridin’ with you your hustle has gotta be strong.  

There was a whole community of people that wanted him to represent them even though he knew that he wasn’t good enough to be the “Chosen One” on his own talent. So every time you saw him after that he made sure that the world knew that he was gay. He was bein’ overly sensitive and emotional every time the cameras were on him. By doin’ that he was givin’ blood to the fantasy.

On draft day he made sure that he had his boyfriend on his side and went way over the top with the kiss after he was selected in the seventh round. Not only was there a kiss but a kiss with birthday cake included like they had just gotten married or something. Nobody does that when they get drafted but he wanted the world to fall in love with the idea of havin' an openly gay player in the NFL and that they did. That was the blood I’m talkin’ about pimpin’.

Immediately after the draft, one of the worst teams in the league, the St. Louis Rams, sold out of their season tickets and the Michael Sam jersey became one of the hottest sellin’ jerseys in the league. Why? Because the hustle was in full effect bruh! It was workin’ like a charm. No way are these duns gonna cut him now that he’s become a legitimate commodity or that’s what we all thought.

The Rams were doin’ everything in their power not to cut him too. They were playin’ him on special teams durin’ the preseason when a defensive end rarely plays on special teams. Why were they tryin’ so hard to keep him even though they knew that he wasn’t good enough to make the team? Not that he couldn’t play! They just didn’t need him! So again, why were they tryin’ to keep him? Because they too had givin’ blood to the fantasies of the audience.

They’ve got one of the best defensive fronts in the league and they knew when they drafted ole boy that he wasn’t gonna make the team. They just got caught up in the strength of the hustle too. They figured that they could at least benefit from the hype of Sam and then get rid off of him. But once they got in the car with him the hustle locked the doors and floored it. It was goin’ 80mph until it finally ran out of gas on Saturday at 4pm.

Now on some real talk, they did become relevant over the past four months and they did sell out of their season tickets. So I guess they did benefit from the hustle. Now they’ve got to explain to boyz why Charlie Brown is on stage instead of James Brown, the cat that they actually paid to see. They’ve got to tell fans that Luther isn’t singin’ this season but Lenny, his distant cousin on his daddy’s side, is. Because you know that boyz are livid that they’ve bought those tickets to see Music Soul Child perform and now they’re gettin’ Andre’ the Giant instead. “Who is that? I paid to see Michael Sam!”  

The Rams couldn’t justify cuttin’ someone else that played that position that they had a need for to keep a trophy that they couldn’t use. The cat that they kept was more of a versatile player. For all of you simple minded individuals that means that they could do more with him than Sam. I applaud them for at least bein’ able to make the right decision on the 53 man roster and not keepin’ a boy that was hustlin’ them by tryin’ to use his sexuality to make the team.

I’m quite sure that there is a gay player out there that is a legit baller! We’ve just got to wait for him to either show up or come out because you already know that there are gay players in the league. But to try to hustle your way into the league by usin’ that as your campaign slogan was foul.

Jay-Z always said, “You can’t knock the hustle.” And on some real talk, I really can’t knock it because he got famous and whether he gets picked up by another team or not he’s gonna get rich because of the hustle. You gotta respect it if all he ever wanted to do was be famous. However, I would have more respect for him if he had just balled out and then one day said, “Oh by the way I'm gay too!” Stop me when I start lyin’!

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