In 2001, the Cincinnati Bengals drafted Chad Javon Johnson, a wide-receiver out of Oregon State, with the 5th pick in the second round, and it was good.
In 2003, Chad Johnson, in his youth, foretold of a great victory against an unbeaten enemy.
From 2004-2006, Chad rained pepto-bismol upon opposing defensive backs, and crossed their names from off his hitlist. This was a vengeful Chad.
In 2007 and 2008, Chad was tempted by dark and unseen influences into delusions of grandeur, bouts of tyrannical tantrums, and other all-together unholy acts. He was humbled by The Marv, who turned to his Chad and said "Show me your swagger, for I see none", and Chad repented.
In 2009, Chad began anew without selfish motive, and was rewarded with the return of his swagger, and a brief glimpse of the awaiting After-season.
In 2010, Chad shall turn the pepto upon his teammates and command them "Rise up! Rise up through the pink!"
In all seriousness, though, I like the subtle tension I'm seeing between Chad and Carson, as well as the champ-talk (not trash-talk) blaring from the mouth of Ocho. Hobson, on Bengals.com, just quoted Chad as saying...
"I’m one of the few people that gets excited to go to camp. I’m not sure why it’s been that way, but all the energy at training camp has always come from me the last 10 years and it will continue to be that way."
I love to see him turn that loudspeaker inward on this team, a liberty he wasn't really allowed last season after his '08 antics. This type of abrasive, veteran, competition can only be good for the overall mentality of the team.