Factor #2: Who’s the real Bill?
For many years, I assumed Bill O’Brien was a man of incredible toughness. Now, I can’t.
I thought he was one of those wake up before the Sun, be at work at 4:30, wear a jacket only if it’s below freezing, sleep with one eye open so you can keep working on the playbook types. Now, I cannot help but be disappointed for him to represent my city of birth with the gear he wears that reads Houston.
I cannot in good conscience teach a child that if someone attacks you verbally with criticism, that it is okay to abuse others and scream at them in return. O’Brien has a stressful job, but no buts. NFL coaches live a dream.
O’Brien has a stressful job, but no buts. NFL coaches live a dream.
Almost nowhere else can someone keep employment while denigrating others in such a hostile manner. Perhaps the partially obstructed tunnel shielded him just enough to allow for the illusion others could not provide proof of what he thought he might get away with saying, or doing, while in the moment. Who knows?
Nonetheless, how can an NFL coach tell someone, who likely paid good money to attend an event, “You s–k, too,” followed by cussing out the person in the stands, and insulting their mother? And by his logic, then, do we all s–k, because we are the ordinary people paying for a product, not the minority of people on the receiving end that get paid big bucks to work in football?
Think of the hypocrisy. Foul and obscene language gets fans booted out of NFL stadiums, perhaps even prosecuted; but for that guy, he just gets to go into a locker room at halftime and come back out, as if he did nothing worth being kicked out of a stadium in the first place. It represents not only O’Brien’s incredibly out of touch privilege, but an incredible double standard.