Washington Redskins safety Sean Taylor died this morning of a fatal gunshot wound received during a “home invasion.” I guess I didn’t have to put home invasion in quotes, but if I had referred to it as a burglary or robbery, quotes were definitely required.
Why?
Because Sean Taylor was a total shitass as a human being and probably got what he deserved.
Here’s a guy who went to the
- Was alleged to have spit in the face of another player, which was never substantiated.
- DID spit directly in the face of another human being on national television, which was substantiated.
- Walked out of mandatory rookie orientation which teaches new players, among other things, how not to be a fuckhead in their everyday lives.
- Was busted for DUI
- Was the only player to refuse to attend mini-camp for the team and refused to answer or even acknowledge numerous phone calls from his head coach.
- He was involved in an incident where bullets were fired into a vehicle.
- Was involved in another related incident involving brandishing a weapon and threatening people who
It was also alleged that someone broke into
Now fast forward to this weekend.
Later it was found that the home’s phone lines were cut prior to the “robbery or burglary.”
I ask you, do random assailants cut phone lines prior to entering a home, firing only upon the homeowner, in a home with walls and gates and alarm systems? Does that sound random to you, especially considering this man’s history? Doesn’t it sound distinctly possible that the assailants may have been more than tangentially familiar with Taylor, given his record and his past?
The only person I feel marginally sorry for is his one year old daughter, who didn’t ask to be the offspring of a degenerate thug with a history of trouble that included weapons and violence.

Not this, specifically… no.
”It’s strange,” said Joel Rodriguez, who played with Taylor at UM for three seasons and last saw Taylor in February before the Pro Bowl. “For being as visible and flamboyant a player as he is on the field, he is very reserved and soft-spoken off it. It’s not what you’d expect from a guy with that type of talent and mean streak.
“He is very, very quiet and very much one of the guys who blended into the framework of the team. He never tried to dominate the locker room. He was friendly, a good teammate. He never missed practice, showed up on time, went to class.”
“Right outside the stadium there’s a little parking lot for players and coaches, and all the fans wait outside to try to meet them. Most players ignore the fans and stay in the middle of security. Not Sean. He had stopped to talk to a little girl.
‘I could hear him asking her, `How are you doing in school?’ Things like that. He was signing autographs for kids, talking with them.
“I’ve known Sean Taylor since he was 15 or 16 and I’ve seen him a lot over the years. I can tell you he has a great heart. He’s not a thug.”
“It’s hard to expect a man to grow up overnight,” Portis said. “But ever since he had his child, it was like a new Sean, and everybody around here knew it. He was always smiling, always happy, always talking about his child.”
I hope that when you die somebody who has never met you doesn’t write a negative blog about you based on second hand information.
RIP Sean Taylor
well this IS your blog here and you can write what you want. I don’t think he deserved to die like he did. I DON’T think it was “random” either-NO WAY! Maybe he didn’t have a rosy past, but Joe Gibbs said he’d turned his life around since becoming a father and attended church services regularly. So maybe he wasn’t as bad a guy as you think. It’s up to God to decide where he ends up, not you or me. RIP, Sean.