I love how this crap is being blown out of proportion by the media, for no reason, over Mark Sanchez’s little relationship he has with some 17-year-old girl.
Jeez Louise and a cheesy butter biscuit dipped in palm oil on a Sunday morning in Fresno!
His private life is his private life. I don’t care about what he does and nobody else should either, but of course that’s not the case. I like people who have social lives. I like people who have social lives better than people who are bitter internet nerds.
She — the chick Sanchez is with — is 17-years-old, in New York, New jersey or where ever, legal by the standards. She was in a CLUB, where apparently she and Sanchez met. She’s 17 and looks like she’s 20. Mark’s a young dude, has money, has women on him all the time — he’s an NFL quarterback! He can do whatever the hell he wants.
Is it good judgment? Maybe not, but was it good judgment this morning when you decided to change into the right lane without using your blinker? Most average girls at 17 have the intelligence and mind of an avocado; they believe that “Glee” is the greatest show ever and that Kim Kardashian is the President. But hey! Sanchez can do whatever the hell he wants to do. His private life should be private.
The only guys who are complaining about Sanchez being with this girl are 5’5″ fat guys who are built like moles and will never pull off a girl that’s substantially attractive in their lifetime. They are bitter and want everybody else to be bitter so they can ruin the fun and continue to point fingers and blame society for their shortcomings. It’s hilarious, folks. Keep up the hate! You will never be successful by being that bitter!
Anyway, I’m getting off my soapbox. I have ranted enough. I just think my blog is going downhill if I’m actually submitting THIS post.