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Good news. Players wrapped call, then leadership received final details. Vote can come tomorrow if they can satisfy a finishing detail or 2.
Owners gave the decertified union until Wednesday to recertify, or else the deal would be pulled. Apparently, the players won't need till Wednesday to decide. They didn't vote to kill it Thursday night -- FOX's Jay Glazer reported that was so -- but there obviously was significant opposition to it.
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The players had to recertify as a union to officially end the stalemate because the NFL can't institute important terms of the deal like a drug policy or disciplinary tenets without the players having a collective bargaining unit. That was part of the owners' vote -- that all unsigned players are free to sign with NFL teams, but with the proviso that if players do not approve the deal by Wednesday, the contracts wouldn't be valid.
A weekend of mayhem appears certain. That's the only certainty on the immediate horizon for the NFL.
So, the players might vote tomorrow on this proposal. Then again, they might not. Nobody knows for sure.
The players might be really, super-duper angry. Then again, they might not be. Nobody knows for sure.
What I do know is that the part of the NFL fans in this case is being played by Ned Beatty. If you've never seen Deliverance, Ned Beatty's character gets. . .you know, if you haven't seen it, I'm not going to spoil it for you here. I'll just say it's not terribly pleasant and leave it at that.
Can this whole stupid situation just be done with now, please?