By John McMullen
The Phanatic Magazine
-This column was originally published on February 9, 2007. With Britt Reid in trouble again, The Phanatic Magazine decided to re-run the column for all our new readers.
Money doesn't solve life's problems -- it just creates new ones.
Just ask Andy Reid -- who is currently dealing with a pair of morons he just happened to sire.
This column is not an indictment of Reid's coaching prowess. We all know Andy has his detractors who are constantly champing at the bit for anything to use against him. I'm not a part of that group and believe "Big Red" has earned the right to stick around the Philadelphia Eagles as long as he wants too.
Of course, that doesn't mean he should want to stick around -- in case you haven't noticed, his kids are out of control and could use a patriarchal figure right about now.
In our politically correct society -- Reid has already benefited from plenty of apologists quick to hand the coach a pass and offer up any number of excuses for a father who has clearly failed his sons. If I take heat for that statement -- so be it.
I don't want to hear about his children being grown men -- understand, Britt and Garrett Reid lived under Andy's auspices. And, we are not talking about a couple of kids with failing grades in school or some reckless thrill-seekers stealing a Playboy from the local newsstand.
Britt allegedly had a Remington shotgun, a magazine containing twelve 45 caliber bullets, two boxes of shotgun shells, eight OxyContin pills, cocaine and pot in an SUV registered to Andy and his wife Tammy. Meanwhile, Garrett Reid reportedly was high on heroin, had unidentified pills, a BB gun, a scale commonly used by people who deal drugs and nearly killed a woman with the SUV he was using.
Now put yourself into that situation... If you had the financial means to step away from a ridiculously time-consuming and demanding job to focus on your two troubled sons would you do it?
Most wouldn't even hesitate... So, I'll leave the rationalizing to others and will expect to see Andy where he wants to be -- on the sideline at the Linc.
Children be damned.