I'll be honest, I don't know where to start.
I don't even know where this will end up.
I just know that it's time for me to speak up.
A couple of years ago I had the distinct privilege to join N The Zone Network and with the assistance of Palmer Alexander III and Arlington "A-Train" Lane along with a few others and with their help I carved out a nice little slice of sports journalism knowledge.
I always felt like I had a grip on the going's on in society and what was happening until George Floyd.
That's when I knew that I was complacent in a system that wasn't speaking up for what was just, what was right and fair.
Not anymore, I refuse.
I have and always will believe in what is fair and just no matter what the background or ethnicity. After the Geroge Floyd incident, I have realized that I was ignorant of what was happening around me. When something bad happened I buried my head in the sand. When something terrible was said I ignored it. I didn't want to ruffle anyone's feathers.
Well, guess what, I'm gonna ruffle some now!
I don't give a damn if it costs me followers or if some people disdain me for what I'm about to say but, at this point, I don't care because I'm going to say what I should have said a long time ago.
I'm sorry for not seeing what was right in front of me.
I'm sorry for not recognizing what you were trying to tell me.
I'm sorry for not standing up for you when I should have.
I should have listened, I didn't and for that, I am truly sorry.
My wife, kids and I went on a vacation for my daughter's 5th birthday to Santa Rosa Beach and while I was driving through I realized how different it is down there. The mentality, the thought process is drastically different than what I am accustomed to.
In our home we are inclusive. We do not see race or gender. We see people, humans. People who have the same rights and abilities as our own.
Once again I was wrong.
Out there, in the real world outside our island that we've created for ourselves, it's a much different thing. You lose sight of what goes on outside those four walls, in the real world. That was made ever-present to me while we were gone.
Let me ask you a question, Would you let someone talk bad about your spouse? A family member? A loved one of any kind?
You don't have to actually answer that because I know the truth. Because in the short time that I was on the beach in Florida, I heard some horrible and unspeakable language from people of my background, of my ethnicity, of my color.
It sickened me.
I want to be clear, I am not asking for pity or forgiveness for my lack of standing up for what I believe in. I am just as guilty and I want it to be made clear. This is not an apology tour, this is an acknowledgment.
I am listening to you now.
I am here for you and I don't give a damn who it pisses off. My dad always said to me "Son, Always do what is right, even if it's not what's best for your career. You'll have to wake up in the morning and look at yourself in the mirror and say to yourself that you were a good man."
But I know this: I was blind, and now I can see!