“I’m leaving” Ezekiel Elliott explained why he wants to leave the Cowboys before season start due to…
“I’m leaving,” Ezekiel Elliott announced solemnly, his voice carrying a weight that settled heavily in the room. His teammates, seated around him in the Dallas Cowboys’ locker room, exchanged glances filled with surprise and concern.
“Why, Zeke? What’s going on?” Dak Prescott asked, his brow furrowed with worry.
Ezekiel took a deep breath, his gaze flickering briefly to the floor before meeting Dak’s eyes again. “I can’t do this anymore. I can’t play another season with all that’s happening.”
“Is it because of the contract negotiations?” Amari Cooper chimed in, leaning forward with genuine curiosity.
Ezekiel shook his head slowly. “It’s not just that. It’s everything. The pressure, the expectations… and what’s happening off the field.”
A hush fell over the room as his teammates waited for him to continue. Ezekiel leaned back, running a hand through his hair, trying to find the right words. Finally, he spoke again, his voice tinged with frustration and sadness.
“You guys know how much I love this team, how much I’ve given to be here. But… my heart’s not in it anymore, not like it used to be. And with everything going on… I just need a fresh start.”
“Is it about the controversies in the media?” asked Jaylon Smith, his tone sympathetic.
Ezekiel nodded, his expression pained. “Yeah, partly. It’s exhausting, constantly dealing with the scrutiny, the rumors. I thought I could block it all out, focus on football. But it’s affecting me more than I thought.”
His teammates nodded understandingly, sensing the toll it must have taken on him. Ezekiel had always been a passionate player, known for his infectious energy and determination on the field. But lately, that spark seemed dimmed.
“What about the team, Zeke?” asked Tyrone Crawford quietly, his voice carrying a hint of concern.
Ezekiel sighed heavily. “I’ve thought about it a lot. It’s not an easy decision. But I think it’s what’s best for me right now.”
The room fell silent again, the weight of Ezekiel’s decision settling over them. Finally, Dak spoke up, his voice filled with respect.
“We’ll support you no matter what, Zeke. You’ve been a brother to us, on and off the field. We’ll miss you, but we understand.”
Ezekiel managed a faint smile, touched by their understanding and support. “Thanks, guys. It means a lot.”
As Ezekiel gathered his belongings, preparing to leave the locker room for the last time as a Dallas Cowboy, his mind was filled with mixed emotions. Leaving behind the team he had given his all for was heartbreaking, but he knew deep down it was the right choice for his own well-being.
Outside the stadium, reporters waited eagerly for a statement. Ezekiel paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts before addressing the crowd.
“I want to thank the Cowboys organization, my teammates, and the fans for their support over the years. It’s been an incredible journey, but I feel it’s time for a new chapter. I’ll always cherish my time here.”
With that, Ezekiel Elliott walked away from the Dallas Cowboys, uncertain of what the future held but knowing he had made a decision that was true to himself.