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Janay Rice Explains in Detail What Happened Before Ray’s Elevator Punch

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Armchair quarterback is defined as a person who offers advice or an opinion on something in which they have no expertise or involvement.

As media a lot of times that is our job to be armchair quarterback. I never played in the NFL, but I give opinions about things that happened on the field. I personally try to do it in reasonable way, but some media and fans don’t. I have my opinions Ray and Janay Rice, but that is all they are, opinions. Only they know the truth of how they really feel about each.

Here is Janay Rice’s story as told by Jemele Hill of ESPN the night Ray Rice punched her in the elevator.

There was something different about that day. The two of us were just off, starting that morning. I was annoyed because it was Valentine’s Day and Ray and one of his friends had planned a group trip to Atlantic City, while I had wanted to do something with just the two of us.

I was going to surprise Ray at the hotel with a couples massage, but the manager spoiled the surprise by calling Ray to confirm the time, instead of checking with me. From that moment on I was annoyed with everything, but I continued to act as if I was fine. We weren’t even in Atlantic City yet and nothing seemed to be going right.

After a silent, three-hour car ride we arrived at the hotel, where everything seemed to be much better. There were two other couples hanging out with us — Ray’s brother and his girlfriend, plus another couple we’d become close to in Baltimore. All of us went to dinner, and then met up again later at the club inside of the Revel Casino. We were drinking and having a good time. The six of us shared two to three bottles of liquor, which we also shared with a few fans who came up to us.

After the club, our friends from Baltimore, Ray and I decided to go to the late-night restaurant in the casino. Ray and I were bickering. We were drunk and tired and while I know that some people may find it hard to believe, none of the six of us can remember exactly what Ray and I were arguing about. It was that insignificant.

As we were arguing, he was on his phone and not looking at me. I went to reach for his phone, and when he grabbed it back, he spit at me and I slapped him.

We got into the elevator and what happened inside is still foggy to me. The only thing I know — and I can’t even say I “remember” because I only know from what Ray has told me — is that I slapped him again and then he hit me. I remember nothing else from inside the elevator.

The next thing I do recall is being in the casino lobby, surrounded by cops.

The police separated us and arrested us. They told me they had the entire incident on video. I was bawling. The cops tried to tell me what happened and I refused to believe them. If anything, I just felt like I was still drunk. I said to one officer, “That’s not us. What do you mean?” There were no marks on my face or body, and I felt perfectly fine. I was in complete shock.

I don’t know if Ray Rice is a chronic abuser, I don’t know if Janay Rice is just standing behind him because of fear, love or their daughter.

What I do know is at some point when it is obvious they are going to stay together, you have to just hope it is for all the right reasons and he realizes the horrific mistake he made and it never happens again.

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