So I'm at my bosses house helping him with some duct work on his new addition, and in walks his electrician. My boss says "Mr. Washington's son plays for the Packers". Mr. Washington (the electirician) sees my Packer shirt and asks if I'm a fan and all. "Of course" I reply, "I take it Donnell is your son?" Yes, blah, blah, blah (insert assorted small talk). Anyway. I've lived in Beaufort, SC for a year and never realized that's where Donnell is from. So the conversation eventually goes to "playing time" and how we both wish for Donnell to get more time on the field.
I didn't have the heart to tell him that I wasn't too sure that he'd be on the team, considering the shape he showed up to mini-camp in. Not to mention the lack of performance up to this point.
Mr. Washington said "last year when I talked to coach Sherman about playing time, he assured me Donnell will be alright."
After meeting his dad, I'm starting to wish he'd pull his head out and do something.
OK I'm done with my rant. Just thought I would share with you all. Oh, I went golfing after that. What a day.
I didn't have the heart to tell him that I wasn't too sure that he'd be on the team, considering the shape he showed up to mini-camp in. Not to mention the lack of performance up to this point.
Mr. Washington said "last year when I talked to coach Sherman about playing time, he assured me Donnell will be alright."
After meeting his dad, I'm starting to wish he'd pull his head out and do something.
OK I'm done with my rant. Just thought I would share with you all. Oh, I went golfing after that. What a day.


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