I was all set to write a drop about Diddy and Making The Band 4 (don’t act like you didn’t watch the finale), when a twist in the Michael Vick case caught my attention. Yes, this whole Michael Vick dog fighting scandal has been run into the ground over the last few weeks but the newest development is something that needs to be touched on (*pause*). On Monday, Vick will enter his plea agreement, but according to the Sportcenter report I saw Sunday night, Vick will become an informant and tell federal prosecutors everything he knows about dog fighting. But on the streets, Michael Vick is about to become a little thing we like to call a “snitch.”

As if killing dogs (or simply ordering the executions of dogs) and gambling on dogfights isn’t bad enough, Vick is going to rat on everyone that attended his pooch parties (which, in the hood is just wrong). I’m pretty sure there is no connection to Vick’s dog fighting and the doggie bones found in DMX’s backyard but if dropping a dime on Earl Simmons will help keep Vick from sharing a prison cell with Jangle Leg for the next 12 months to 5 years, best believe Vick will be singing like a bird.

Actually, I understand the thought process in Vick’s informant stance. Hell, everyone in his click is prepared to rat on him and his NFL career (in which his $130 million contract was once the richest in NFL history), along with millions of dollars in endorsements, is in utter dismay. At this point, he really doesn’t have shit left to lose. And why should he really give a damn about looking like a snitch? He’s practically the biggest fall from grace in sports history, not to mention the fact that his life is in shambles. The shame is already inevitable.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, snitching isn’t cool but when Cam’ron made that ridiculous statement about not informing police if a serial killer lived in his building, Killer Cam proved that not snitching is completely retarded sometimes. I’m not saying that now’s the time for Michael Vick to cooperate with police (honestly, the whole stop snitching campaign has me confused on when it’s cool to talk and when it isn’t), I’m just saying.

Michael Vick’s back is against a wall. At a time like this we shouldn’t look at him and call him a snitch. No. A fucking idiot, a dog killer or Ron Mexico…maybe. But not a snitch. I for one hope Vick can get out of this mess and return to football sooner than later but that’s just wishful thinking. The truth of the matter is whether Vick cops a plea, cooperates with federal prosecutors, tries to payoff some government officials or not, the dude isn’t going to suit up in a NFL uniform for quite sometime (if ever), so Vick and Atlanta Falcons fans might as well get used to it.

I’m going to go ahead and predict that the Atlanta Falcons will suck ass this year and for years to come, and this entire case will be remembered as the moment that started the demise of the Atlanta Falcons franchise. Anyway you look at it, the Atlanta Falcons’ attendance numbers have been one of the top in the NFL since Vick joined the team in 2001. And that’s mostly due to the fact that he is, um, was the most exciting player in the NFL. Who’s really gonna want to watch the Falcons with underachieving quarterback Joey Harrington at the helm? Even if Michael Vick does return to the Falcons, say sometime in the near future, who’s really gonna want to cheer for an alleged herpes spreading/dog killing/snitching/convicted-felon-ass quarterback?

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