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Martellus Bennett Destroys The Green Bay Packers In NSFW Instagram Post

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Earlier this week, the Green Bay Packers shockingly released tight end Martellus Bennett by claiming that Bennett failed to disclose a torn rotator cuff injury. Bennett denied the Packers claims and was quickly picked up by the New England Patriots following his release from Green Bay.

Today, Bennett went on Instgram to blast the Packers’ handling of the situation.

“The Packers examined my shoulder March 10 and cleared it,” . “They even gave me an x-ray as well. It got worse during the season, specifically against the Cowboys so I asked to have it checked and we checked it. After a few days of contemplating to play with it or get surgery, I chose surgery. Now here we are. They tried to f— over me. Dr. McKenzie trying to cover his own ass. After trying to persuade me to play [through] a major injury and me choosing to get surgery.

“They have access to all my medical records. My shoulder wasn’t where it is now at the beginning of the season. I fucked it up playing for the [Packers]. Dr. McKenzie didn’t make [me] feel safe and was pushing to play which I thought was weird. Not that he was trying to get me to play [through] it, but the way he was saying things. I didn’t trust him. So I got 3 other opinions from doctors who all said I need to get it fixed. So I decided to do that. And they decided to waive me with some bulls— excuse. Failure disclose.

“Every week we do a body evaluation sheet in the weight [room] and pretty much every week I circled my shoulder. I just kept playing but it got worse. During the bye week I got off anti inflammatories to clean my system and could really feel the pain. So I asked to examine it first day back in. And that’s when we found out it was really fucked up. They knew.

“They panicked. Thinking that I was trying to go on IR and be on their books next year. When I mentioned that I would possibly retire. So they tried to fuck me before they thought I would f— them. This was all about money. All about money. I get it. But don’t lie homie. You knew wtf was up. C.R.E.A.M. [cash rules everything around me].