Posted on 02/25/2014 12:26:42 PM PST by massmike
Roy Simmons, the fun-loving Giants offensive lineman who later became the second former player in NFL history to come out as gay, died in his New York home last week at 57.
Simmons, the only player in NFL history to acknowledge that he was HIV positive, was known as "Sugar Bear" because of his big smile and sweet personality. But the former Giants offensive lineman was also tortured by his sexuality and struggled for years with substance abuse. When his NFL career ended, he was a homeless prostitute in San Francisco for a time, earning $15 a trick.
Simmons told the Daily News in 2006 that he had battled demons ever since a neighbor in his hometown of Savannah, Ga., raped him when he was 11 years old.
The Giants drafted Simmons in 1979, but he told the News in 2006 that he was a regular at wild sex and dope parties thrown by what he called the team's drug clique, and his play rapidly declined.
Coach Bill Parcells cut him in 1983; he spent a season with Washington before he retired from the league. Simmons said he went out of his way during his NFL career to hide his homosexuality. He juggled affairs with women and had a daughter with one girlfriend, but he was also a regular at the city's gay bathhouses and frequented male hookers as well.
Simmons became more open with his sexuality after he left football; he became a drag queen - with size 16 shoes - and loved to strut up and down the streets of San Francisco.
(Excerpt) Read more at nydailynews.com ...
What the World wants is to say it isn't sin, but the results are not going to change.
Well, were are in for even more. Yesterday I thought I saw a guy grab this girls face and plant a long, wet one on her, but as I drove a little further I saw that he was french-kissing a guy...in broad daylight...with absolutely no shame whatsoever.
If we are sick to death of it, imagine what God must be thinking.
Simmons Obama said he went out of his way during his NFL political career to hide his homosexuality. He juggled affairs with women men and had a daughter with one girlfriend got married to hide it and had two daughters to make it seem real, but he was also a regular at the city's gay bathhouses and frequented male hookers as well.
He may be smiling but his eyes tell another story.
It sounds as if this guy had a very sad life.
Pray for him.
You mean the "Gay Lifestyle" isn't just shopping for furniture and enjoying hot cocoa together? I'm confused. (but not THAT type of confused...)
It is appointed unto man once to die...and then comes judgment. Are you going to pray him out of judgment? Pray for the Romanist organization that they would stop teaching such lies and come to the Gospel described in the Scriptures.
He lived to a ripe old age for a “gay” man.
“gay” 57 = normal 77
I agree with you. I believe that I was targeted by such a person who was maybe in his late 30's back when I was 15 and living in northern Michigan. In retrospect, the guy was creepy as hell but he was a ticket taker in my uncle's movie theater and after shows, he would allow me to drive his car with him around the country roads which at the time was cool because I didn't have a drivers license yet.
When my parents found out they put an end to that......
You reap what you sow...........
He lived to a ripe old age for a “gay” man.
“gay” 57 ... "normal" = 77
***In the life of an addict, there is what you take and what you lose. Roy Simmons took more than most. His laundry list of drugs and sex is too long to chronicle; he blew through money, fame and football with so much partying, you're surprised he even remembers it. The ring they gave him for playing in a Super Bowl was supposedly stolen by a lover while Simmons was sleeping, and in his crash-and-burn saga, that is merely a footnote. Quitting the New York Giants on the verge of stardom, standing on the Golden Gate Bridge ready to kill himself, having Phil Donahue tell the world "Roy Simmons is now and has always been gay," or hearing a doctor tell him he is HIV positive - these are all bigger moments than a ring disappearing in a hustler's pocket.
But there is what you take and what you lose, and to understand this story - which will disturb you - you must look and listen to 49-year-old Roy Simmons sitting now across a table in New York City, his big frame suggesting the NFL lineman he once was.
He is talking about what he lost.
When he was 11 years old.
"We lived in a row house in a poor section of Savannah. Dirt road. The kind of place where you would knock on the wall and talk to your neighbors - at least until we got a telephone.
"Three doors down from us, there was this man, a postman. He was an alcoholic. His wife was one of my mother's best friends. She would pay me to do chores, you know, ‘Roy, take the garbage out, or put curtains up for me.'
"One day I went over, she had a list for me to do, and her husband, the postman, was around the house. She went out. He was in the bedroom. I commenced to vacuuming. I remember him coming down the hall and when he passed me, he bumped me. I didn't think nothing of it.
"Then I was vacuuming, and he called to me from the bedroom. And he told me to come in there. So I did. And he started pulling down my pants. And I was just so...I was frozen.
"And he threw me on the bed, turned me around, and he did what he wanted to do."
No child should suffer
You don't go anywhere in judging Roy Simmons - the second NFL player to reveal he is gay, and the first to admit to being HIV positive - that doesn't begin right there. Whatever chances he later threw away, however much money he wasted, however many bodies he slept with or however much cocaine he snorted, what happened to him as a kid can't happen. Adults are supposed to protect children, not abuse them.
Simmons says he never more than kissed a girl on the cheek before the afternoon he allegedly was raped. He ran home. He hid from his grandmother. He scrubbed himself in the bathroom. And he threw his underwear in the hamper.
"They had blood on 'em," he says. "I should have thrown them away. But this is a boy, maybe, who wanted someone to find out."
Someone found out. His grandmother found the underwear. She confronted him. She first asked if his stomach was sick.
He said, "I ain't sick, Grandma."
"Did somebody touch you?"
"No."
"Did somebody bother you?"
"No."
He wanted to tell her. He couldn't tell her. But a few days later, he confided in a female cousin, a bold young woman who raced outside and, as he recalls, yelled at the man's house, "You bastard! You dirty bastard! We know what you did!"
Roy Simmons jumped off the porch and ran.***
From http://mitchalbom.com/d/journalism/4374/pros-secret-life
So he was molested at 11, same age as Cher’s daughter. This is “normal” in the “gay community” I bet.
I think so. Pretty much any time someone says that they are gay, I wonder if they were molested as a youth. I bet the odds are very high that they are. Gays can’t reproduce naturally, so what they have to do is recruit.
And 11 and younger seem to be the prime targets
...barf...
“If we are sick to death of it, imagine what God must be thinking.”
He’s got the date ready for Sodom & Gomorrah, Part 2.
A homeless gay prostitute who took drugs. Anybody wonder how he could have picked up aids?
Even the frigging HGDV channel has to have fagulas included. You can’t even buy nails or plant a shrub without hearing “spouse” or “partner” thrown out.
AIDS wasn’t enough of a wakeup call I guess. Funny how you NEVER hear about the biggest group that that plague hits anymore, huh?
Yuck.
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