Jones-Drew defends his right to sound stupid on Cutler

Whatever might have changed in the NFL after the lockout, it’s comforting to know that Maurice Jones-Drew remains an idiot.

To recap, as Jay Cutler tried to lead the Bears past the Packers in the NFC Championship Game, the Bears quarterback was unable to continue in the second half after suffering a knee injury a full quarter earlier.

As Cutler left the game injured, Jones-Drew showed off his itchy Twitter finger.

“Hey I think the urban meyer rule is effect right now... When the going gets tough........QUIT," Jones-Drew posted on his Twitter page.

Cutler suffered the injury early in the second quarter. He played through it, refused his team’s idea of sitting down, played into the third quarter, and finally couldn’t go. He had suffered what is called a sprain, but a medial collateral sprain is actually a tear. It’s worse than a sprain sounds. Blame the doctors.

And blame the Bears for making matters worse.

The Bears announced that Cutler’s return to the game was “questionable’’ or somesuch lie. Maybe they were trying to fool the Packers by leaving the impression that he might return. So cute, so tricky, those Bears.

But say this for the Bears: They tricked a lot of tweeters into believing Cutler was a weenie. Congratulations, Bears. You helped foment the idea that a guy who suffered through about 100 sacks with your horrific line and playcalling is soft and gutless.

The Twitterverse heavens opened up in the third quarter and rained down hate on Cutler’s heart, spine, everything. Deion Sanders was one of the loudest morons after Jones-Drew. But understand, Cutler’s toughness had never been questioned. Never. Anywhere. Anyone with a television would’ve known that. People such as Jones-Drew and Sanders prove that watching television doesn’t mean understanding what you’re watching. Imagine, Jones-Drew and Sanders came off worse than Beavis and Butt-Head.

The Jay-hating campaign seemed more a result of how many players dislike Cutler, which is a whole other issue. Point is, Jones-Drew was quick to question another player’s injury and another player’s heart, which must break some kind of code, even among village idiots.

What’s more, even after more facts were known and more medical explanations were offered, Jones-Drew remains as unrepentant now as he was unconscionably stupid in January.

Jones-Drew told the NFL Network he wouldn’t apologize to Cutler because he doesn’t think he did anything wrong while sitting on a couch allegedly injured and questioning another player’s injury. More on that later.

"I didn't commit a crime,’’ Jones-Drew said. “I didn't kill anyone or rape anyone or anything like that. I mean, I stated my opinion, and it seems like you get more backlash for that than committing a real crime in some sense."

Nope, Jones-Drew didn’t commit a crime, although felony idiocy sounds like it should be a charge.

“I knew what I was doing when I tweeted it,’’ said Jones-Drew, who added that he said what he felt and believes he said what everyone else was thinking.

Funny, but if Jones-Drew is such an accomplished mentalist, how come he didn’t already know what a dope he sounded like?

How would Jones-Drew know what’s involved in coming out of a championship game? Jones-Drew has never played in one. Jones-Drew has played in two career postseason games, none in the last three seasons.

Oh, and don’t let me forget this: Couch cardiologist and davenport orthopedist Jones-Drew claimed to be injured at the time he was tweeting. Yes sir, Jones-Drew was sitting on his couch allegedly rehabbing a knee injury while questioning another player’s knee injury.

To recap, the Jaguars were 8-6 when Jones-Drew stopped playing because of an alleged meniscus tear. The Jags needed to win to make the playoffs. They lost both games. I suppose if Jones-Drew was a real player, a real teammate, he wouldn’t have abandoned his team in those last two critical games. His teammates gutted it out because the Jags were fighting for a playoff berth. But not Jones-Drew. He couldn’t go. That’s some heart.

But hey, at least he could work on his autobiography: “I’m Not A Doctor But I Play One On Twitter.’’

 
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