In an in-depth report on Buzzfeed today, Katie Notopoulos discovered a serial catfisher who may have ruined Diddy’s relationship with singer Cassie by touting a fictional affair. I do not care about that. But in laying out the catfisher’s CV, Notopoulos unveiled that Mychal Kendricks, the handsomest Eagle (don’t @ me), was once catfished by the same person.
The character who may have destroyed Diddy’s relationship, Seriya Gebru, was just one of a number of fictional people created by the same sociopath, who once got in touch with Kendricks.
Lucia Cole, another pseudonym of Seriya Gebru, was a singer/songwriter who passed off early Jessica Simpson music as her own. She fooled Shaq. She was interviewed by Bossip. And she asked Mychal Kendricks to be in her music video, which wasn’t real:
Philadelphia Eagles player Mychael [sic] Kendricks got an email, sent to his manager, from someone claiming to be part of Lucia Cole’s “team” saying that Cole wanted him to appear in an upcoming music video of hers, and she was willing to pay — $16,000. It was the offseason, and a good chunk of change, so Kendricks agreed. After back and forth between their managers, Kendricks and Cole texted and talked on the phone. Cole opened up to him about her life, her past relationships, her difficult childhood. Kendricks’s degree is in social work from UC Berkeley, and its in his nature to want to help someone. “She really made me feel like she like a bruised bird,” he told BuzzFeed News over Facetime. “She tried to make me feel for her.”
But he was still interested in doing the music video since it was a business deal, and the fact that her photos were so easy on the eyes didn’t exactly hurt. “She’s bad, bro,” he said about Reese Crowell, the real woman behind Cole’s photos (“bad” meaning “hot”). Cole tried to flirt with him and asked him to send photos of himself, but he turned her down. He wanted to keep the relationship professional. “As a social worker, you understand how to keep barriers that are appropriate for both parties,” he explained.
Eventually, Cole was exposed as a fraud, and Kendricks’s friend sent him a link about it. “I was like, I knew something was weird as sin! I fucking called it!” But he was also upset about it. “I was mad. I messaged her and said, ‘This is such a bitchy thing to do. I don’t know who you are on the other line, but you need some help.’” …
Kendricks thinks of this as a funny story, and at worst kind of an annoyance that he didn’t end up with the 16 grand he expected.
First off, I don’t think I’ve respected a pro athlete more than I now respect Mychal Kendricks for not sending pictures back because he “wanted to keep the relationship professional” as a social worker. That’s amazing. [Edtior’s note: I have the complete opposite interpretation of this– he’ll never get Rihanna with that sort of passivity. That’s the type of chick who wants to see a picture of your grundel, none of this boundaries nonsense.] Plus, the catfisher is a total babe:
Second, if someone wants to throw me $16,000 (or even $160) to be in their music video, hit me up at Jim[at]crossingbroad[dot]com. I won’t even bother to Google you.