Sunday, October 21, 2012
No Excuses Pat Shurmur
I am so incredibly angry over today's loss that I am not sure what to do. I am the kind of angry that is reserved for when you drop your car keys into a full porta potty, fish them out only to remember that you are out of hand sanitizer and then you slam your own hand in the car door.
The amount of excuses that have been floating around are both ridiculous and sad. It is sad that we have accepted margins of mediocrity for success.
Here are a few of the usual excuses and my thoughts:
We are getting better. My response: WE LOST. We have been using this one every year since 1999. We are not getting better. We are just finding more spectacular ways in which to lose.
We are a young team. I DON'T CARE. Put toddlers out there. It can't get much worse. This is the National Football League. These guys are professionals. Get some one in there that knows how to do the job.
We have new ownership, give it time. All due respect to Mr. Haslam, I DON'T CARE. I am old enough that I heard this one before. Respectfully sir, you have a short leash.
But, Clock Management is hard. Yes, and so is math, which is why I'm not a friggin mathematician. Buy the man a gosh darned watch. Hire an intern to poke him with a sharp stick.
Whatever it takes. Why Big Daddy Holmgren has never stepped in I will never know. Oh wait, yes we do...
Ok, but good coaches take risks, give Shurmur a break. Hmm...well you first learn how to ride a bike before you pop a wheelie and jump your bike over the other neighborhood kids. Know what happens if you just try to be a trick rider before your training wheels come off? A lot of little kids go to the hospital and angry parents chase you with baseball bats. The man needs to get the basics down before he takes risks.
The team is showing improvement, you have to admit that. Yes, you got me, they have climbed from the bottom of the full outhouse to about the toilet seat. Sure it is an improvement, but guess what? Still stinks.
What about the draft next year? I heard there is a great QB crop. What about I kick you in the cookies until you cry? That is what I think about next year's draft.
I'm beyond my limit with the excuses for this team. I will always be a fan, but that doesn't change the fact I want to be attached to a winner. Just once before I die.