There are some things in life you just can't explain. For example, I've always been mesmerized by Freddie Mitchell...I have no idea why but I've always been amazed by this guy. Take all of the nicknames: First Down Freddie, Fred Ex, The Peoples Champ (and yes he had a belt to prove it), the Sultan of Slot, Fourth Down Freddie, Hollywood Freddie, 4th and 26 Freddie, Puppetmaster....the guy has a ton of nicknames and none of them make sense. Considering the guy had absolutely zero talent, wasn't able to run routes right, wasn't fast, was small for an NFL receiver....yet he could talk like he was a first ballot Hall of Famer!
So why am I talking about Freddie Mitchell? Well it appears that First Down Freddie is in a little bit of trouble with FedEx and the Lakeland Police Department. I guess Freddie gets his weed delivered by FedEx to his freakin 90-year old grandmothers house. Really Freddie? Grandma's house? I don't think you will be able to wear the Peoples Champ Belt to prison.