Watched it last night with my wife, which made it a lot more fun. She only knew Manziel and Sumlin (she's a Coog) out of the cast of characters.
On the positive side, it did a great job of showing that football was really just a conduit for Manziel to get what he wanted - drinking beer, partying, having money to spend, and hot girls to spend it on. That evolved from the ability to go drink beer on the ranch after winning a high school game to being able to fly in a private jet to Miami or Vegas or wherever and go crazy at a club full of celebrities. It's insane to think that someone that good at football didn't really like football that much, but watching him talk about it, it definitely connects.
When Uncle Nate came on, my wife says ,who's that and I say, "Oh, he's a d*Bag."
When Kliff Kingsbury came on, she asked the same question, and got the same answer.
His agent stole the show. I'd watch a Netflix series of that guy talking about pretty much anything.
I've only read a couple of pages of the thread, but it definitely feels like the producers ran out of money about minute 50. Nothing about the CFL, or the AAF, of the Fan-Controlled league. For a guy who hated football, he sure kept trying to cash on it.
Felt the documentary really missed the mark on any sort of accountability, particularly from his parents. They come across as "aw shucks, oh well, what can we do?" and there's nothing asking them how was he raised, what virtues did you instill in him, what did you do when he got in trouble growing up.
Ditto on pressing on the sheer incredulity of a first-round draft pick getting cut in the NFL before his rookie contract is up. Or asking him if he felt any remorse for continuing to draw more than $2 million in contract money from the Browns after they cut him.
