Telling it like it is!

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Jun
24

From: Tommy Combs
To: Brian Hodge
Sent: Thu, June 24, 2010 1:34:23 PM
Subject: Keep the money!

Dear Loser,
 
I’m e-mailing you since you refuse to respond to a text message or answer your phone!
 
I’m writing to you to let you know to keep the fucking money!
I knew that getting involved with you from Day 1 was a mistake.  But you talked a big game and after the way you were parading your customized company truck around (that you paid for out of pocket, and no longer work for now), I didn’t think there was anyway things would turn out like they did.
 
Afterall, all you were doing was sponsoring a baseball team.  I didn’t realize that meant you said you would pay the money to do so, then not pay.  But now I know.  Thanks!
 
I’m tired of all of your lies and your bullshit excuses!
It all started the day I told you to go to Dicks to pick up the bats that were on hold.  You said “They Sold” them, so I called and the guy said, “nope, I’m holding them in my hand right now waiting for your guy to get here”.  Then you went up the next day and picked them up.
“I’ll have your money tomorrow, I’ll have it tomorrow, I’ll have it friday, I’ll have it one day this week, I just need two months for this check to clear my account”.  What the fuck ever!  All of it was BULLSHIT LIES!  I should’ve called you out on all this shit a long time ago, so it’s my fault for playing your game!  After you called me with your sob story, I actually felt bad for you, gave you the benefit of the doubt. 
 
It was everything I had not to drive to your house the day that you told me you were pouring asphalt in a 6hr torrential downpour, just to call you out on your lie. 
 
I played your stupid fucking game for the last 2 months, hoping I would get the rest of the money and then I wouldn’t have to deal with your sorry ass anymore.  Because I knew you wouldn’t show up to the baseball games and practices anymore, especially since you quit coming after you owed money.  I even told you…”DON”T stop coming!  your son wants you there and needs your support”.  I told you nobody else, even the coaches knew what was going on.  That you and I would handle this outside of baseball.  But you refused to come anyway.  Instead, you tried to talk him out of playing baseball, so that you didn’t have to feel guilty for not coming!  Well i’ve got news for you, he WANTS to play and he’s a damn good player!  He just doesn’t want to upset you!
 
Thanks by the way, I got your message that you were too much of a coward to call and tell me yourself, you had to have your ex long time girlfriend (who also happens to be the Team Mom) call and tell me.  I think it went something like, “Tell that Mother Fucker he’ll get his god damn money whenever the fuck I feel like it”.  Yeah, I got that message.  The only reason I didn’t call you and cuss you out that day, was because she begged me not to.  Because she said you would just take your anger out on her.  Well I’ve got more news for you, Leave her the fuck out of it!  Stand up and be a MAN.  Handle your responsibilities and stop blaming everyone else!  And if I even get the feeling that you said one word to her about this e-mail, I’ll expose you for the complete and utter fraud that you are!
 
Stay the fuck away from Me, My baseball Field, and my Team.
 
Fuck off!
 
Sincerely,
 
TC
Within seconds of sending this e-mail, the following texts took place:
Tom: Look Dude, I’m tired of your bullshit lies & playing your stupid fucking game! I gave you every chance to stand up and be a man and do the right thing! and you couldn’t!
Bryan: You know what, for that message, I ain’t giving you shit!
Tom:U weren’t givin me shit anyway you fkn loser! If you were, I would’ve had it by now!
Bryan: Believe what you want, but not know
Tom:Fuck off dick! Next time you have a message for me, be a man and call and tell me yourself!
Silence followed!
And you know what, I actually feel bad!  I gave this dude EVERY opportunity to square up.  I kept telling him over and over, “Keep me informed, let me know what’s going on, don’t lie to me, if you won’t have it for a month then let me know and I’ll call you in a month.”  I prefer to work off of a man’s word.  I’m a man of my word, if I say I’m going to do something, then that shit will be done!!!!!
I hate being mean!  I’m a nice guy! Why couldn’t he pay up? Why couldn’t he be honest? 
I’m not perfect, but if you can’t take a man for his word, then he’s not much of a man!
Peace,
I’m out!

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