Colt Brennan’s Inferno
You think life as Colt Brennan is all jokes and fun, huh? Well, it’s hell, and there’s no one there to pull him out from between the rock and the hard place of the Redskins’ locker room, better known as Jason Taylor and Chris Cooley.
Here’s poor Colt telling his story.
It all started when Jason decided to be tough guy on me one day, warning if I ever got in his way, or touched any of his stuff he would, “beat my ass.” Following this encounter something happened that soon became an everyday event. At first it was funny, but it eventually became a huge pain in my ass. Whenever Chris got his chance, he would do something. For example: he would take a fresh pair of Jason’s Jordan’s (probably sent directly by Michael Jordan) and hide them in my locker. Or maybe take all my dirty laundry and stack it high in front of Jason’s locker. Or better yet, being the great artist Chris is, he drew cartoons (depicting Jason doing… things not meant for children) and taped them on Jason’s locker. In the end, who got blamed for it all? I did. Some stuff he probably actually believed was me, and some stuff he knew that I had played no part in any of it yet still tried to give me the blame. Why? Because he started to gain a lot of enjoyment by seeing me in agony.
In a way, it makes you root for Colt Brennan even more. Not because it’s hilariously cruel, but because there’s nothing he could physically do about it, even if he wanted to. Both Cooley and Taylor would get the drop on him without hesitation.
Colt, you are a hero to rookies and underdogs everywhere.
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