I don't think you understand what he did. He was fine with bullying when it wasn't happening to him (car theft incident), and basically pulled a Cartman (screw you guys, I'm going home) when the jokes started flying in his direction. He is a giant whiny baby who was obviously shielded from real life until his first training camp.
Let me tell you what I did when I was bullied (by bullied I mean beaten black and blue, stuff burned/ripped to shreds, etc) during high school. The first few times I fought back, which worked. Then the guys brought friends. So I made sure to stay in populated areas when they were around, and eventually found people who hated these guys, and made them my friends (even though they were nearly as unlikable as the former group). This worked really well, because the first time they came at me in the weight room when those guys were around, they jumped them from behind. After that, they left me alone for the most part. When one of them persisted in trying to make my life hell a few months later, I asked around, and found out which football coach disliked these jocks the most. I went to him and told him what was going on, and he bullied them until their lives were miserable until they graduated.
It's called being resourceful. Martin went to freaking Stanford. Are we really supposed to believe he can't figure out basic functions of life, and neither can anyone he talks to? Or is it more likely that he's just a giant crybaby who got mad at being moved to right tackle, and used the normal locker room banter as a way to continue to get paid without working?
What Martin did is the equivalent of me telling one teacher that some of the kids don't like me, without getting into specifics, then dropping out of school, blackmailing the principal into giving me a diploma, and then contacting the national media to tell them how Miami High School doesn't care about bullying, giving only details that would help my case, and making up random crap to fill in the spaces that make no sense.