Three Reasons Sam Bradford Should Sit

Walter GibsonContributor IOctober 21, 2009

ARLINGTON, TX - SEPTEMBER 05:  Quarterback Sam Bradford #14 of the Oklahoma Sooners on the sidelines after suffering an injury against the Brigham Young Cougars at Cowboys Stadium on September 5, 2009 in Arlington, Texas.  (Photo by Ronald Martinez/Getty Images)

My uncle is one of those types who moans and groans when gifted athletes leave early for the NFL. You know the routine: “What’s happened to the sanctity of education in this country?  These young men shouldn’t be allowed to play in the NFL until they’re done with school.  Until they’re graduated.”
My uncle is an attorney.  One of those jobs that actually requires an education.  Last time I checked, running fast and catching the pigskin don’t really require a degree.  They don’t even require a diploma.
Yes, on occasion some of the things NFL players do actually require education.  Putting the Sharpie in his sock may have been easy enough for TO, but he did more than just make his mark – he actually signed the football in the end zone, which of course required the ability to write.
And when Chad Javon Johnson decided to change his name to Ochocinco, he demonstrated not only bilingual capability but a philanthropic commitment as well, giving Crackers across the land a penetrating understanding of the cultural underpinnings of the Hispanic community.
Still, I think my uncle is full of shit.
All of his attorney and MBA buddies went to college so they could get good jobs and get rich. Why should athletes be held to a different standard?
The recent shoulder injury to Sam Bradford has brought the topic right back to the front page. From Around the Horn to PTI to blogs everywhere sports fans are putting in their two cents.
Should coach Stoops sit him or play him?  How many millions has this injury already cost the Heisman winner? How may rounds in the draft?
On Wednesday Bradford is scheduled to hold a press conference to voice his opinion. Which, in case you didn’t know, is the only one that matters.
It doesn’t matter if the coach wants him to play.  It doesn’t matter if the fans want him to play.  It doesn’t matter if the doctors clear him to play or if the scholarship requires him to play.
It’s his call. Neither the fans, the coach, the doctors nor the school own him.  His body, his life, his call.
But just in case Sam’s looking for a little sage advice, here’s mine.  Sam, I know you’re a competitor, and you stayed back for a taste of the National Championship, but let it go.
Three good reasons.
One, you work your ass off.  For a scholarship that gives you an education you’ll never use.  Unless you’re studying Spanish and want to change your name to something sweet, like Ochoseis.  Get paid for your work.
Two, it’s not really a National Championship.  You don’t play college soccer, or baseball or hockey or basketball. All of which have playoffs to determine an actual champion.  You play college football, which has the BCS.
Three, I have no idea how hot your girlfriend is, but I do know that you’re currently living in Oklahoma.  Securing yourself a spot in the NFL will accomplish at least two things aside from a good check. You’ll leave Oklahoma and score more hot chics than Wilt Chamberlain.