Brenda Vick and Michael Boddie are very proud parents, and why wouldn’t they be? They have two sons who made it to the NFL and are living the “high” life.
One is in jail, and the other is on his way there.
Michael and Marcus Vick, Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum, are the perfect definition of disgrace.
I believe calling them the Bad Newz Broz would be fitting, wouldn’t it Michael?
The better known Vick, Michael, had a full scholarship to Virginia Tech and excelled in their football program. He was awarded an ESPY Award as the nation’s top college player and won the first-ever Archie Griffin Award as college football’s most valuable player.
This is not bad for a guy that grew up in a financially depressed and crime-ridden public housing project.
Needless to say, Michael Vick had it made, going into the NFL Draft as the N. 1 pick. He was shocked when the San Diego Chargers decided to pass on him for LaDainian Tomlinson. Rumor has it that he laughed at San Diego for not choosing him first.
Something tells me San Diego has had the last laugh.
Michael Vick played for the Falcons from 2001-'06, earning three Pro Bowl selections. Anyone that watched him play would agree he had quite a future in the NFL. He made a name for himself immediately, which is extremely difficult to do in the pros.
Michael had other plans in his head, however. As much as he loved the game, he lacked that necessary hunger—the kind where you take all your passion and energy out on the field and play with 100 percent heart.
I think it’s fair to say that Michael took his hunger out in other areas.
Not to rehash that whole ordeal, but for those that don’t know the details, allow me to refresh your memory. Michael funded a so-called “dog fighting” operation in which he gave orders to kill weaker dogs and was present during the "testing" of fighters and the elimination of dogs. There were tapes of him with other various kennels betting, holding money, and participating in gambling and dog fighting.
The dogs were not only starved and beaten but, after they fought, the losers, and in some cases, the winners were “disposed of.”
I have been told not to be so hard on Michael because he made a mistake. People really want to defend this guy?
Is it a mistake even after I tell you that dogs were found on his property that had been hung, electrocuted, shot, and drowned? And when I tell you that he tried blaming everyone else and refused to acknowledge what he did was wrong, is it still considered a mistake?
If you honestly think that, you must also believe his brother Marcus should be elected as the next President of the United States.
Where do I begin with the wasted talent of Marcus Vick?
Marcus also had a full football scholarship to Virginia Tech, and when he was a senior in high school, he was one of the country’s top quarterback prospects. He looked to have the same potential his big brother had, if not more; however, Marcus also showed the same disrespect his brother did.
While Marcus was flipping off fans during a game, Michael was busy flipping them off in Atlanta. In case you don’t see where I am going with this, Michael was flipping them off at a home game. In his stadium. He added icing to the cake while yelling “F…. You” while holding up his middle finger.
Yes, “class” is their middle name.
While at Virginia Tech, Marcus majored in Law Enforcement. He had a total of nine traffic violations, was arrested for possession of marijuana, and was also arrested for having sexual relations with a 15-year-old girl. He also had a couple more run-in's with the law but I am trying to write an article here, not a book.
Marcus was rightfully dismissed from Virginia Tech in 2006. In response to being thrown off the team, Marcus has been quoted as saying, “It’s not a big deal. I’ll just move on to the next level, baby."
Marcus declared eligibility for the NFL on Jan. 7, 2006. He spoke openly how he considered himself a better quarterback than Jay Cutler and his own brother, Michael.
Marcus went undrafted that year, because many questioned his attitude and his ability to avoid future troubles on and off the field.
There’s a shocker.
He ended up signing with the Miami Dolphins, where he played a total of one quarter of football. Marcus literally had his 15 minutes in the pros.
Since his amazing turn-up in the NFL, Marcus has been causing more trouble. He had a court hearing for a DUI and was sentenced to 12 months in prison last week. I was saddened to find that the judge suspended it.
People like Marcus should not be allowed numerous slaps on the wrist. It is apparent he needs to join his big brother, as that is where he belongs.
I really do try to see the best in people. I usually defend pro athletes that I feel are good people and deserve a second chance. I can’t find ONE good thing to say about either of these men.
I don’t think Michael should be allowed to come back and play in the NFL. I also think he should have gotten more time behind bars, but I believe he will end up paying dearly for his “mistake” for the rest of his life.
He has already gone from being one of the richest 10 athletes in 2006 to filing bankruptcy. He has a younger brother that he should be incredibly proud of. More importantly though, he has his conscience for the rest of his life.
After the dogs were rescued at Michael’s home, many people thought that they should have been put to sleep. They couldn’t possibly be good with humans and would always have it in their blood to kill.
These people would be happy to know that of the 49 pit bulls animal-behavior experts evaluated in the fall, only one was deemed too vicious to warrant saving and was euthanized, and another was euthanized because it was sick and in pain.
As far as their concern with the dogs being good with humans and not wanting to kill, here are a couple updates on how some of these dogs are doing.
Leo, a tan, muscular pit bull, dons a colorful clown collar and visits cancer patients as a certified therapy dog in California. Hector, who bears deep scars on his chest and legs, recently was adopted and is about to start training for national flying disc competitions in Minnesota.
Teddles takes orders from a two-year-old. Gracie is a couch potato in Richmond who lives with cats and sleeps with four other dogs.
Football has taken over as America’s game. Many look forward to Sunday afternoons with friends and family, biting on your last fingernail as you pray he gets into the end zone.
Having your son look up at you asking you to teach him how to throw a football like his favorite quarterback is priceless.
This sport brings people together, and the last thing it needs are players like Michael and Marcus Vick. You don’t want your kid to watch an athlete stomp on another athlete's leg for no reason at all. You don’t want to gather your family around while there is a man whose jersey your child in donning, flipping off the TV screen.
We want class. We want pride. We want football.
Football doesn’t want you, Michael and Marcus.
Stay where you are.