Super Man...or Super Doosh?

 

Well...if you ask me, the answer is obvious....

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Yeah.  You know what I'm talking about.  Man...what a doosh Cam Newton is.  Before I start my tirade I would like to remind you that this guy has a five year contract that is in excess of $100 million.  That's $100 million.  That's not pocket change.  For that kind of money, part of the job description and requirement should be having some class.  But the way he walked out of his post Super Bowl interview last night because he's such a big baby that he can't handle losing earns him his place here.  I know he was upset and it was a hard experience and blah blah b-blah-freaking blah...but come on... 

Here's my biggest problem with it.  When he scores a touchdown or wins a game, he dances around like he's Tony Manero.  (I know you don't know who that is...but he was the guy from the movie Saturday Night Fever...his dancing unfortunately started the disco age.  John Travolta played him).  He certainly hasn't been the most gracious of winners.  And we spent all this past Fall watching Sham give away balls to young children after he scored a TD...and he was their hero...and he was their role model...and he was their idol...and there were kids wearing his Jersey...and he was 'Dab-ing' away...and he was a class act...and blah b-blah again...  But last night he showed us he true colors.  We know that he has no problems dishing it out.  There's no doubt that he would have been ''Dabbing" all over Southern California if the Panthers won.  But they lost.  And what happened?  Sham clearly showed us that he cant take it.  He's like school in the summer time.  No class.  And that is why he is today's...

JACK ASS!!!
 

 

PS...LOVE the guy in the back ground...