My letter to Josh Huff
2 November 2016 Eagles News
I wrote you but still ain’t calling. I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom. I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not have got them. There probably was a problem at the post office or something. But anyways, I just got the news that you got arrested. I had high hopes for you man, you were a player I was invested in. I liked your speed man, you flew down the field real quick, and now the fans of this organization are now real sick. Well, actually 99% of the fans don’t really care, because you were a horrible player, and I guess to say that is fair. You we’re always dropping passes, and fumbling the ball, you even made me throw my phone at the wall.
But I had hope for you man, you could of turned it around, but you got arrested and you really let yourself down. Now you’re probably going to get cut by Mr. Roseman, and on top of that you might even go to jail, and that’s pretty gross man. What were you thinking, were you playing GTA? You got to stay off the weed man, word to Stephen A. You went from dropping passes, now you’ll be dropping soap, why couldn’t you have stayed away from the dope? Plus you had a loaded gun, didn’t you learn from your other teammates? Now you’ll be heading into court, with a briefcase.
Maybe you’ll get off and rejoin the team, although that’ll make most of the fanbase scream. Since you’ll be back to dropping passes, do you guys gloves contain something like molasses? I mean you guys drop so many passes it’s ridiculous, but hey at least you’re pretty articulate. Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your hands are made of bricks,
This is Nick