I can’t imagine something this important going untelevised since the first time the NBA used captains to draft teams. Such an unbelievably missed opportunity for everyone still trying to get over the loss of the NFL season and the AAF, as a whole, in the same calendar month.
Now there’s three ways to go about looking at this meeting. One is believing that this was an amicable sit down between two professionals that calmly explained their side of the story, accepted each other’s differences, and maturely agreed to part ways.
The second is a bit more believable in thinking Antonio Brown went into the conference room way to aggressively, spouted off about a bunch of shit, then Art Rooney II just paid him some money to get him out and keep it quiet.
Which, if it was the case, would’ve only been enough to shut him up for a few hours as this video was posted to social media.
Which leads my to my final option, based solely on the fact that I think Brown is an insane person:
AB enters the room and Rooney stands up to greet him by shaking his hand. AB stops him. “Nah man, Mr. Big Chest ain’t about that,” as he chest bumps Art back into his seat.
Stunned, Rooney tries to get things back on track and comments on Brown’s new blonde mustache. “You know, I’ve seen a lot of blonde mustaches myself when my dad was the Ambassador to Ireland,” he says. People don’t talk about that enough.
Unfortunately, the comment fell on deaf ears as Brown still hadn’t turned off his headphones. Unprofessional.
Over the course of the conversation, Brown continually refers to himself in the 3rd person as MBC (Mr. Big Chest). Rooney, hard of hearing, is convinced he keeps saying NBC, and while he doesn’t understand the sentence structure, he assumes Brown’s saying he’s leaving football to join the NBC broadcast team.
It makes sense, after all, everyone knows Football Night In America has been struggling ever since former Steelers Jerome Bettis and Hines Ward left/were removed. It was perfect.
Realizing the miscommunication, Brown gets angry, shouting at Rooney in an attempt to clarify himself. Fed up, Rooney stands up to dismiss him, smiling. Why is he doing that?
Just then, Ben Roethlisberger busts out of a side closet, camera in hand, ready to snap a photo of the two. They know Antonio Brown can’t control himself in front of a camera. Like clockwork, Brown notices Ben, begins to scream again, but see’s the camera being raised.
His true instincts kick in as he flashes his million dollar smile and before he realizes what’s going on, it’s too late.
The picture is tweeted from AB’s account, which Ben had his social media intern hack into. Which wasn’t that hard, as his password was “I_<3_84.”
The Steelers now control the story.
Your move MBC.