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Friday, August 31, 2012

Washington Redskins 2012 Preview

Le sigh… It is a sad day this final day of football team cuts in preparation for the 2012 season, because the most magical portion of the Redskins season is now over. After a glorious 3-1 preseason where we could pretend everything was different, no I mean it, for real, we now get thrown into the world of the regular NFL season where we always come crashing back into the earth, concussing ourselves silly enough to believe this bullshit again next year.
Let me warn you, this will probably be long and painful, yet hopefully you will find entertainment in my misery. I’m mostly asking non-Redskins fans to read through and come along on this ride with me because it’s become painfully clear that Redskins fans themselves are the stupidest fucking people one earth. I bump into Redskins fans friends at the store and they are giddy about RGIII, and they say, “We’ve gotta have faith, man.” Fucking idiots, though I do understand the mentality, wherein one is constantly deceived and abused but cannot emotionally allow themselves to physically escape the situation, so they create justifications and denials to make themselves feel better. This is a common situation for the systematically abused, and is often seen in long-time sufferers of physical or sexual abuse.
REDSKINS FANS
I do not expect Redskins fans to start supporting what I do in the name of loving this team at Armchair Linebacker any time soon. My football metasciences are too fucking real for your average Redskin charlatan. Partially that is because of the meandering sprawl of suburbia, believe it or not, because there are few greater examples of the soulless wasteland effect of beautiful-for-business sprawl out from a city’s epicenter than northern Virginia and southern Maryland. It is a gross area for a country boy like myself who also thrives on the inner-city vibe. Suburbia is neither – it is basically a free market gone unchecked, where any means of travel is dependent upon wasteful energy practices, and as soon as there’s three summers’ worth of tarnish on a new store’s façade, a newer shinier one has opened up two miles further out. Thus the sprawl spirals out slowly from the original city itself, like the path of a turkey vulture in the grey sky. When one comes from such an environment – as many Redskins fans do – there is no need to accept the bitter reality of diminished returns. You just move further out to the newer thing. And ultimately that has been the Redskins team management approach towards success for the past 15 years – the New Thing approach.
THE OWNERSo by saying “Redskins team management approach” that of course brings us to the one and only Dan Snyder. Anybody who has read even half a paragraph of my Redskins writings over the years at this site knows how I feel about that guy. He can’t get enough cancer in my opinion. And I know that seems mean and snarky, and honestly maybe I’m being semi-dramatic to prove a point, but honestly I would be happy if he died. I can only think of like four human beings I feel that way about, and most all the other have committed some terrible personal affront upon me that caused me great physical or emotional distress in real life at some point. Of course, this should make me feel uncomfortable about my emotional attachment to a fucking football team, of which I have absolutely no control over, as the past 15 years have proven to me over and over and over and over. But I am a man, meaning human with a penis, and humans themselves are not very logical or self-protective creatures, much less those of us with the added hormonal chaos of having a penis. (By the way, I love my penis, immensely. Only mine though.)
But I don’t, so I am left to root for a football team controlled by Dan Snyder, who by all accounts is as wretched and terrible a human being in real life as he comes across to me as Random Redskin Fan from Rural Southside Virginia. But he owns the team, I do not, and he will be wealthy beyond reproach barring even horrible financial calamities, and I will probably die young due to poor genetics, bad living, and the added unnecessary stresses of shit like trying to convince myself the Redskins will win every Sunday, or at least remain competitive, or at least show promise, or whatever the next at least after that is because I’m still on the last legs of my “I hope they at least show some promise” stage of hopeless fandom.
THE BRAINTRUSTSo being I am basically a professional sports serf who has, by my birth, been forced to swear lifelong allegiance to a Redskins kingdom I have no control over whatsoever, all I can do is hope that my liege is a benevolent and wise one. That has not been the case, because my liege in Dan Snyder usually makes very quick, irrational decisions that most better-run sports teams would have hired somebody who knows what they’re doing to take care of. For the longest time we had the painful Vinny Cerrato era, where Snyder had this constant lapdog at his side, co-signing every decision with the unearned stamp of having had a hand in previous San Francisco 49ers success. And though he never made even more than a lucky handful of quality decisions in that position, Cerrato lasted forever with the Skins, until finally he was run off, so that Snyder could finally rebuild, under the guidance of Mike Shanahan and new GM Bruce Allen.
I have to say, I do not necessarily dislike Bruce Allen, at least not yet, but his NFL resume consists of stints at the Buccaneers, Raiders, and now the Redskins. You are talking about three of the more infamously inept franchises of recent memory, and in the Buccaneers case historically. Ultimately, perhaps snagging Bruce Allen away from the Raiders was Dan Snyder’s subconscious self-destructive attempt to make the Redskins as historically foolish as the Bucs are considered. Snyder has certainly laid the foundation for that to happen, and thus far Bruce Allen has not done anything that would make me think he’s some unheralded football genius. But after ugly stints with the Bucs, Raiders, and then Redskins, what’s next? Only thing I could think of is perhaps a GM job with the Jaguars as they spiral into complete irrelevancy. So for Bruce Allen really the only thing he can do is hold onto this money gig, which most likely means signing off on anything the crazy boss wants.
Also of note is Mike Shanahan is a pretty large influence on personnel decisions as well, befitting a man of his egotistic stature. I do know how I feel about Mike Shanahan – he is useless, overrated, and a horrible horrible head coach. He was horrible in Denver, which is why he was so quickly run off after post-Elway he couldn’t accomplish shit, and he has been horrible in Washington. Could not be worse. Jim Zorn was a QB coach who had never even offensively coordinated a game who accidentally became Redskins head coach, and Zorn outcoached Shanahan through two seasons, by record and by performance.
Oh wait, Shanahan’s rebuilding what Zorn broke, perhaps you are saying, if you are a retarded fucking dumb shit abused Redskins fan trying to convince yourself shit is better. Well, in your standard NFL rebuilding affair, the second season shows promise, and the third season is where the rebuild is done to a point you know the real deal. Three years is a pretty standard roster turnover timeframe. Last year, we were worse than the first year, and going into this year, all those things that were going to be rebuilt, like the offensive line and secondary and scoring threats, they’ve barely been taped off for demolition prep, much less actually rebuilt in any way. Shanahan’s rebuilding process thus far has basically been, “I will magically make marginal or unknown players great, because I am great. That’s all we need.” His first year here, the big free agent on offense was Donovan McNabb, whom the Redskins were lucky to trade away for a token late round draft pick last year. His second year, last year, our big new acquisition on offense was Tim Hightower. He got cut today. (Granted, Hightower tore his ACL, and by all accounts was a good dude, so I’m not dissing Tim Hightower at all. But he certainly didn’t do shit to make Mike Shanahan look like a genius.)
So we are in year three with the great savior of the Redskins and perhaps NFL itself in Robert Griffin III, whom the Redskins have given up multiple first round draft picks to get, and everything will be better. By Shanahan’s record in DC though, they won’t. But next year will roll around, and either Shanahan will be finally achieving his inherent greatness through RGIII, or Shanahan will be asked to resign by Snyder. And that’s exactly what’s going to happen, Mike Shanahan will not be the coach of the Redskins next year, because the only way Dan Snyder can give us fickle stupid Redskins fans a new the New Thing next year, without saying RGIII is a sham – which he won’t with the money invested in that line – is to give him a new head coach and say, “Now, we are doing it right.”
Honestly, it would not surprise me if Snyder has flow charts in his office that suggest such things, that say, “Redskins 2012, win 5 or less games, fire Shanahan and hire hot coordinator to take over (who wouldn’t want to come coach outstanding talent like RGIII and great team like our’s?). Redskins win 6, grey area, consult fan base and gauge reaction for keeping or jettisoning Shanahan. Redskins win 7 through 9, stick to current marketing plan for 2013, say plan is coming together.” And even in Dan Snyder’s office, there should be no plan for what happens if the Redskins win 10 games, because it’s not even possible. Even if every other team befell some horrible tragedy that stunted their potential to equal out with the Redskins natural retardation, it would be amazingly unlikely speaking purely from a statistical sense for the Redskins to win 10 of those encounters.
But, here we are, after a preseason remarkably like that one where Steve Spurrier was going to be the greatest NFL head coach in the history of NFL football, only to made to look a buffoon and fool once it actually counted, entering the 2012 Redskins season, with an evil king of an owner and a self-important, anus-mouthed head coach who has never done anything without a horse QB to enable him to do so. And judging from his Subway commercials, Robert Griffin III is no horse, more of a jaguar (perhaps professionally as well in a few years, once his star is tarnished) than a horse. But let’s look at these positional categories, why don’t we…
QUARTERBACKThe funniest thing about the Redskins drafting Robert Griffin III as their all-time latest and greatest savior at QB is that they also drafted Kirk Cousins as well. Now I don’t necessarily dislike that move, as when you have a proven track record of fucking up, you might as well increase your blind-squirrel-finding-a-nut odds of actually getting a good QB. And if they can shine well enough to get Rex Grossman off the roster, then I’m all for it. Because Rex Grossman should not be on a legitimate NFL roster in 2012. Which brings me to my biggest concern with this Redskins QB situation, that the same people who drafted both Griffin and Cousins also thought that Grossman and John Beck was a justifiable QB competition last year. Actual game play proved that to be one of the more lololtastic moves in recent NFL quarterbacking history. But much like his father, Kyle Shanahan swears he a genius, and can make a marginal player great, when in all likelihood, the Shanahan plan is better designed to make a great player look marginal. Unfortunately, we have perhaps the perfect storm in DC, with the much-heralded arrival of an obviously great player in Robert Griffin III. But he is one young man, and basically at this point no better than Jason Campbell or Patrick Ramsey before him. I know Redskins fans stammer and haw at that and say, “Are you crazy? Those guys were horrible. RGIII is the real deal, finally.” But I ask you, why were they horrible? Was it they lacked an athleticism or talent that RGIII has? If that’s the case, then why were they drafted? Was it the environment they came into, where Patrick Ramsey was sacked silly almost immediately, before he could ever learn to read an NFL defense, or where Jason Campbell had something like 19 offensive coordinators in 5 years? Because if it’s the environment, that hasn’t noticeably changed, thus you are putting a can’t miss talent into a probably-miss environment, and hoping somehow the talents of one very sharp, very focused young man can somehow overpower a deeply-ingrained, dysfunctional system of hundreds of men. That’s asking a lot of anybody, so even if RGIII is the new Joe Montana, being this is not the new San Francisco 49ers, he might still could only be mediocre in a W-L sense. But expecting him to be one of the all-time greats is fairly ridiculous itself. Thus, even if RGIII does exceptionally well, by normal NFL quarterback standards, the Redskins will be lucky to go 8-8, and extremely lucky at that.
There’s too many “however”s that go along with that exceptionally well scenario though, thus you might as well mark 8-8 off your Christmas wish list right now.
RECEIVERSShanahan seems to have the same intensity at proving his genius as a degenerate gambler down heavy in a game of poker, by just doing what he’s already done wrong to even more of an extent. One of the big gripes against the Skins offense was lack of a #1 receiver, somebody who could stretch the field out and break games open, as they were basically an odd collection of slot receivers and practice squad stars. So in the offseason, Shanahan goes out and doubles down on even more non-#1s, compiling one of the longest roster lists of very decent third receivers in one receiving corps that the NFL has seen. And I guess the plan is that one of them has to break out and be the #1 guy. Oddly enough, last year’s best receiving threat – TE Fred Davis – was the end result of that exact same line of thinking, used by Vinny Cerrato to draft Davis, and now-long-gone WRs Malcolm Kelly and Devin Thomas a few years back. So that thinking gave us Fred Davis, who we already had, and now we are using it again, with a bunch of free agent signings, and hopefully we get another Fred Davis-quality guy I guess. Again, Pierre Garcon seems like a chill dude, just like Tim Hightower, but he ain’t gonna make the Champ Baileys and Darrelle Revises of the world need an Ativan for restful sleep before Redskins games.
And Santana Moss, that old mangy dog of a receiver who just won’t go away, even though he’s not been able to do anything but that quick slant thing for 4-yards the past two seasons. I know Redskins fans like to go against their actual on-field success and pretend a guy like Santana Moss who has been with the team a long time is actually good because he’s been with the team a long time, but he’s not. Santana Moss would have been waived three years ago on a quality team.
And I guess this category is the best to speak of Chris Cooley aka Captain Chaos, who was a beloved player. Many Redskins fans expressed shock and dismay at Cooley’s release, though anyone with even half a lick of sense could see it coming. Cooley’s one of the greatest guys ever on this team, as a dude, and I will hold him dear on the same level as John Riggins and Dexter Manley, as a character. But he’s been hurt, and he’s been slow, and the NFL is not geared towards keeping around guys with little use, which is what he had become. In my heart, I wish the NFL wasn’t such a cold ass business, and there could be veteran exceptions written into the CBA for guys who had multiple years of service with the same team, so you could maybe write off half of a Chris Cooley’s salary from counting against the salary cap, and he could stay around longer. Guys like him are on every NFL team, and shockingly get cut every year, and it’s sad, and bums the fans out. It bummed me out to think Cooley was gone. Of course it also bummed me out that the only two good homegrown players of the Dan Snyder era are literally Chris Cooley and Sean Taylor, and one got murdered and the other is now essentially old and useless by NFL standards. Somehow, nobody ever thought to get more Sean Taylors and Chris Cooleys along the way. That kinda pisses me off.
RUNNING BACKSI don’t even know what to say. Shanahan is convinced he can take anybody and make them a quality RB in the NFL. And yet our best RB under him has still been the guy he ran off in Denver to prove that point in Clinton Portis. Yeah, in Shanahan’s three years, the best RB essentially has been Clinton Portis. Sure, Ryan Torain and Roy Helu and now Alfred Morris all have shown promise. But at this point, fifteen years deep into this Dan Snyder misery, I am here to tell you, fuck a promise.
OFFENSIVE LINEWell, here we go – the pinpoint example of how you do not build a successful NFL team. You do not ignore the offensive line completely through a number of drafts, only to pretend you are addressing it by drafting a highly-touted, highly-questionable talent in Trent Williams, who thus far has mostly just gotten suspended for weed and purchased a bunch of shit related to silverback gorillas, including diamond necklaces, paintings, and a giant tattoo. Essentially, Trent Williams has shown more loyalty to a shitty silverback gorilla image he probably got off a google image search than he ever will to the Redskins. When he’s out of the league at age 45 (or 35?), he’ll still be calling himself “The Silverback” but I doubt he’ll give a fuck about some Redskins. In fact, I would imagine by that point he’ll hate the Redskins, for having paid him millions to not be all that outstanding at blocking people.
The great thing about that previous paragraph is that is the lynchpin of our offensive line. He is the best part of it, allegedly. The rest is a hodgepodge of guys drafted that the team desperately hopes look good, so they can look good, and mixed and matched half-broken parts from other teams. I liked the idea of Chris Chester becoming a Redskin at first, but then the more I realize how broken and crippled and what damaged goods Jammal Brown has been, who came over in almost the exact same hyped free agent fashion, I’ve started to worry that something’s fucked up about Chris Chester.
And the even greater thing about those two previous paragraphs is that Robert Griffin III is supposed to be the great savior of our franchise, BUT THERE’S NOT SHIT IN FRONT OF HIM TO KEEP HIM FROM BEING CRIPPLED. Seriously, it pains me to say this, but you combine a shitty offensive line with a rookie QB, no matter how good, who does not have NFL eyeballs yet, and you’re asking for trouble. You are begging for it. Our football leadership on this Redskins team has basically looked to the football gods and said, “Fuck your offensive line. We are going for golden idols that sell jerseys, and we will somehow still be awesome at football.” I hate to put it into words, but I have a feeling the football gods will not take kindly to such thinking, and the RGIII era may end quickly in a terrible fit of football god karmic retribution, which is fancy talk for “they didn’t draft anybody to fucking block for the guy for the past ten years.”
DEFENSIVE LINEThe defensive line is one of the more satisfactory parts of the Redskins team, but yet there’s still reason to be like, “what the fuck?” Barry Cofield and Stephen Bowen are two key ingredients in this D-line, and they are former Giants and Cowboys aka hated division rivals. Now I understand the NFL is a business and free agent talent moves all over, but usually you try to distance yourself from rivals, even in that context. Essentially the Redskins have become that guy who has such shitty luck with women that he’s just started dating some of the better girlfriends his buddies have left behind, and is trying to make good with that. Essentially, that sucks.
LINEBACKERSLondon Fletcher is a Football Hero, and fuck talking about how he should be in the Pro Bowl every year. Somebody needs to start having the conversation about him being in the Hall of Fame; and that’s coming from somebody who thinks they put too many half-assed dudes into the Hall of Fame. Fletcher deserves it, as much as Ray Lewis, and more than any other active LB in the game.
So with him, as well as Brian Orakpo and Ryan Kerrigan, obviously this is our strong suit. We will have to see though in regards to Orakpo and Kerrigan. They’ve shown themselves not to be busts, that is true, but will they take that next step. Orakpo is Redskins-great, but is he NFL-great? Thus far, he’s been the most held guy in the history of the NFL it seems. Shouldn’t there be some sort of escalation of professional game though where you learn how to avoid getting held, or you become able to maneuver around the fact you are going to get held all the time? I would bet Lawrence Taylor got held a lot too, but that did not end up being what he was known for as a player. Thus far, Orakpo is known as a guy who gets held a lot. That’s not a complimentary end result; he’s got to get over that hump.
Hopefully the combo of him and Kerrigan can make that happen. Kerrigan showed flashes of being a Clay Matthews ala 2010 type defensive gamebreaker. He also showed a very Redskins penchant for being good I guess but nothing to write your grandchildren about. However, in the lowered standards of the Redskins kingdom of retardation, that can be enough to be one of our best players in recent memory. Hopefully there is some sort of inner-drive in Ryan Kerrigan that causes him to overcome that cultural impediment, and be actual NFL-great, and not just Redskins-great, which I am starting to fear is all Brian Orakpo will ever be, our defensive Chris Samuels, who is serviceable enough and has a long unstoried career, and we can pretend he was better than he really was for the next ten years.
SECONDARYIn a nutshell, our secondary is fucked. Our secondary is fucked on multiple levels. Level #1 – DeAngelo Hall. He was not so great last year to warrant being a #1 CB, and now he is a year older, a year slower, and somehow contrary to most of humankind’s natural inclinations, not a year wiser. He’s even been dabbling at safety this preseason (which led to some comically long pass plays against the Bears), which is usually not a solid sign for your secondary when your alleged top corner is also multi-tasking at safety. That’s not how it’s supposed to work. Josh Wilson is another nice guy free agent, but not necessarily going to make anybody look like a GM genius. He’d be a decent #2 if there was a great #1 to sugarcoat me swallowing him in that role, but he’d be a better nickelback. Beyond him, we have a pack of unproven dimebacks fighting to be the third corner.
Level #2 – Reed Doughty. How in the fucking fuck did Reed Doughty ever outlast both Sean Taylor and LaRon Landry as a Redskin? Doughty is the deaf white dude who constantly gets schooled on the field who replaced Sean Taylor post-murdering. What was that, like four years ago? Doughty also sucked it up as a replacement whenever Hercules Schwarzenegger aka LaRon ripped his Achilles or had muscles tear into pieces from overworking during late night R&B lift sessions. And now he’s a fucking starter again, going into the season. So four years ago, he was too shitty to be the starter, and nearly waived, and now four years later, somehow, after all this rebuilding and getting better and moving in a more positive direction, he’s the starter. And he hasn’t even gotten noticeably better to suggest this might be an okay idea. I cannot yell “FUCK” enough about this, about Reed Doughty, and about this secondary. LaRon is gone, but you know what our Achilles heel is? This secondary. Any time we face a good offense, they are going to have Madden in rookie mode field days on this defense. Luckily we open the season at the Saints and Drew Brees. Oh wait… Seriously, I would not be surprised if the Saints score 60 points in that game, coming into it with all the frustration of having their team castrated by Sheriff Goodell. That will be a consistent theme with these Skins, teams being able to run up some long scores on this secondary, and then the Redskins having to play from behind, which means less rushing and more passing, which is not Shanahan’s strong play, nor is it the best thing to be throwing a rookie QB into either.
SPECIAL TEAMSYou know why I hate the Redskins? Brandon Banks. He was good and exciting there two years ago, and I like everybody else fell in love with him. The Little Assassin, running back kicks like a motherfucker. But for whatever reason, and I have to believe this comes from Snyder, the Redskins as a team fall in love with players like a fan would, and they keep them around forever. It seems to be suggested by the internet that Brandon Banks is going to make the team this year, and I have no fucking clue why. The guy is too small to play on special teams coverage, and he has shown zero ability to be a halfway decent receiver. But they are keeping him around, to eat up a roster spot for a potentially developing player, so Banks can run kicks back. I mean, on one hand I get it, because other teams will probably be kicking the ball off to us a lot this year. But goddamn man, can’t you find like seven halfway decent return men who can also do something else, anything else, in every NFL draft ever? Potential project WRs or RBs or CBs who can get their cleats wet on the field by running back kicks in potentially exciting manners, while also learning a more valuable position. But nope, not with the Skins. This guy was good for five weeks in 2010, so he’ll be here until he’s so bitterly proven how terrible he can possibly be that there’s no reason to do anything but cut him. And then blame him for the whole affair.
As for kicking, Sav Rocca is an Australian rules football punter, so I will never have any gripes with him. At kicker, it was another Redskins year at kicker, where we’ve gone through more kickers than QBs in the past years – and we are always the team that comes up in that graphic that talks about “teams with most starting QBs over past 20 years”. That means we are fairly shifty at the K-spot. Graham Gano was our guy last year, and he could beautifully nail a 56-yarder or crushingly miss a 31-yarder, often within the same quarter of a football game. The Skins brought in veteran dude Neil Rackers to have an old-fashioned kicking contest this preseason. After three preseason games, the Skins cut Rackers, giving Gano the job, until the next day when they waived him as well and picked up Billy Cundiff fresh off the NFL’s scrap pile, having been similarly discarded from the Ravens. It took them about half a day to decide that the two guys they were bringing in to compete for the job were both worse than some other guy who got dropped from another team for being too inconsistent. We truly our rebuilding, but unfortunately with recycled parts discarded from other franchises, or new materials unwanted by anyone else.
In closing, I guess it is obvious I am not too excited about this season. Honestly I don’t even know why I care about the Redskins. I guess because I love football. Once you’ve invested so much emotional energy your entire life into one team, it feels chumpy and fake to switch allegiances because you give up that lifetime of history. But there’s no reason for me to feel good about being a Redskins fan, and there’s no reason to feel excited about this season. They have a 4th-place team’s schedule, so I guess there’s reason to believe they could go 6-10 if things break right, but honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised by total collapse and a 2-14 year. That would be great too, because we’d be competing for the top pick in next year’s draft, which would then go to the Rams, because of the whole Robert Griffin III deal. It just keeps getting better and better. Welcome to fall, where Sundays suck, because I am a Redskins fan.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Redskins 3-3 Positives/Negatives Metasciences Week 7 Recap


[Each and almost every week, I will metaphysically testify upon the positive and negative influences on my beloved Washington Redskins team, who I've known since childhood and always felt in my heart, as seen in their on-field (via televisions) performance. As the year goes on, we shall have a metascientifical tabulation of who is the most valuable or biggest detriment to the future of this franchise, because I am a scientist.]
There are a lot of conflicting thoughts I have after having watched this game, because it was the Panthers, but I will go more into that at some point this week. Mostly I think I was less let down than most Redskins fans because this is exactly what I expected, so I think where I got last week ("See? We still suck!") is where most fans got to this week. As it stands, with the offensive injuries galore, plus the overall shittiness of the offense even without injuries, I am content with reality. Thinking this team was a playoff contender seems almost incredible to me now. But they kept themselves a pretender into October, again, and the ornate coach turned into a pumpkin in time for Halloween yet again. So we just see what the fuck can be squeezed out of whatever has been collected on this roster, and maybe some of these dudes prove they deserve to be on an NFL roster down the road. Hahaha, seven weeks in and we are already reduced to "seeing what we have." Oh well, that's what I expected from this season before it started, and that's where we are. I guess I should be content with achieving my lowered expectations, and just accept that this team/franchise/organization/whole fucking affair is going to be what it has shown itself to be for the past fifteen years - lackluster, unimpressive, and yet still full of a higher opinion of itself than it has earned.
I still ended up with 4 positives (and 7 negatives, plus one medium, on my 12-person scale) because, shit man, how negative can you be about a team that ends up being exactly what you expected it to be? Just because the first few weeks smoke and mirrored them into something they were not, it doesn't change what I had calculated during preseason. But here are the specifics plus/minus mentalities from today's painfully terrible game...
FOURTH DEGREE POSITIVE: MLB LONDON FLETCHER - What can I say about London Fletcher that hasn't already been said? Having watched him these past however many years he's blessed our defense with the best assistant defensive coordinator Dan Snyder's money could buy, it makes me thankful there's a veterans committee for the Hall of Fame, because if there's a Pro Football Hall of Fame that doesn't get a dude like London in there, then it's a fucking sham of a Hall of Fame. That being said, and since London's only made one Pro Bowl, which was last year after like 19 other dudes dropped out of it, I don't expect he'll even sniff at the HoF until a long time after retirement. But #59 is probably the best LB I've ever seen on this team, ever, and I've been paying attention since the early '80s heyday.
THIRD DEGREE POSITIVE: TE LOGAN PAULSEN - I have liked Paulsen as the long-hair wacky back-up TE, as he has seemed like a cross between Cooley and Fred Davis. And getting a chance to play more due to Cooley's injury was a shot for him today, and when he got a couple of nice catch-and-runs at one point, Logan was fired the fuck up. It was nice to see actual genuine excitement on the field from the offensive side of the ball, and I don't know who the fuck the tight ends coach is in D.C., but he's about the only dude that seems to be coaching motherfuckers up.
On a side note, I love Chris Cooley, I really do. But as a team, you have to prepare for the dudes you love, who play hard like Cooley has, to be gone more suddenly than they grow their star status. This team doesn't seem to understand that usually, thinking that once they have a good something or other, he'll be there forever, and that you can build the other positions one by one, over the years. This shit is a constant process, and I'm starting to see how short-sighted management has been. This is why we didn't have an O-line at the ready, because Chris Samuels and Jon Jansen were already there, so why bother?
And Fred Davis had a big game, but there's no fucking way I'm celebrating that dude as a positive when he caught a 4th quarter TD pass, that brought us within 10 points with less than six minutes left, and he celebrated like he had shut the crowd's mouth down. That showed me Fred is suffering from the same delusion I've heard for years from guys like Santana Moss and Clinton Portis, who are always better than what the scoreboard or standings show they are. Fuck that celebrating a TD bullshit, Fred. Win a goddamned game that you're not supposed to some time.
SECOND DEGREE POSITIVE: DE ADAM CARRIKER - Carriker, as one of a long line of expensive free agent acquisitions that I barely know and don't consider a true Redskin, made the jump today from that to a dude who I'm like, "Oh yeah, Adam Carriker... that guy was really good every now and then. When was he here? Was that with Wilber Marshall? Or was it Andre Carter? Oh no, that's right, it was him and Dana Stubblefield. Yeah... they were really monstrous like two or three times, usually against really shitty teams from the lesser divisions of the NFC." Still though, congrats Adam Carriker. You sacked Cam Newton's fast ass.
FIRST DEGREE POSITIVE: K GRAHAM GANO - I like Gano. He has gotten a little more consistent with his field goals, and constantly boots kickoffs into the stands. I hope he gets drunk and arrested for assaulting somebody in Georgetown at some point in the next month, and then he'll be like we have our own Janikowski.
STAY MEDIUM DEGREE: QB JOHN BECK - Nothing spectacular, but you shouldn't have expected that. He's more mobile than Rex Grossman (in fact, after only one start, John Beck leads this 2011 Redskins team in rushing TDs), and he's less likely to just straight up turn the ball over to the other team. He still turned it over, and he's not the crispest of QBs, but he's better than Rex Grossman, and better than anything else that they could hike the ball to on this roster at this point. Ride him fucking out, behind that shitty broken offensive line, and you either force him to blossom into a scrappy veteran go-getter, or you prove what everybody else already thought when you were kicking his tires - that he's not the answer. Either way, we make it to the end of the year without Rex Grossman throwing 47 interceptions.
FIRST DEGREE NEGATIVE: OLB BRIAN ORAKPO - Nothing lackluster in the performance of Briak Orakpo, but there were a few shots of him on the sideline at the end of the game where he had the look that all promising young Redskins eventually get - that they are tired of this shit, that they are sick of busting their ass to fight upstream only to have the overall current of ineptitude and strong riptide of Failure Demons pull them down with everything else. You draft a guy like Orakpo into Pittsburgh or New England, and he's a league heavyweight right now. Instead, he's stuck here on this team, helping us pretend this defense is actually something special, when actually it's just a barely above-average defense when going well, and mostly mediocre, and this franchise's neglect of building a full roster of quality players weighs Orakpo's effort down to hardly notable. It's sad. I mean, it's sad when you don't actually build a full roster of players, but it's even sadder for those top-quality dudes you do accidentally get in spite of your own track record in such matters, and how all their potential for greatness is eventually squeezed from them as their athletic soul is gradually worn down by the constant Failure Demon grapples. I saw that on his face for the first time today, and it made me sad. We may be losing him.
SECOND DEGREE NEGATIVE: HEAD COACH MIKE SHANAHAN - I didn't like Shanahan before he came here, and wasn't excited about him being hired as the latest savior of this heathen franchise, but have tried to buy into his genius status, because I'm married to this team emotionally, thus am married to Mike Shanahan being their coach. But after two offseasons worth of roster shuffling, from a dude with an offensive bent, I'm not entirely sure I see what's been improved or where the fuck we're even going. Cam Newton was considered a risk as a QB in the NFL, and yet he and the Panthers offense made the Redskins offense look amateur in comparison. It was two completely different teams, where you could see the Panthers growing as well as living off what was already built. The Redskins meanwhile were just a collection of dudes who have no short-term or long-term cohesion. They just all wear the same colored jerseys, so you kinda have to call them a team.
A big reason I am fast losing faith in the Shanahan Era is, as pointed out at the DC Sports Bog, Zorn was 10-22 after 32 games, while Shanahan is 9-23. And watching Hue Jackson in action the past two weeks (today ignored), it made me wonder why we haven't tried to get a young, up-and-coming genius as a coach. Zorn got media hyped as that possibly, but come on, nobody had given Zorny that type of gloss as a QB coach. It was Snyder fucking up into having to have Zorn be his coach because he had no other option, or the fans would revolt, or whatever. So he backed into it and then forced the PR department to manipulate the newspapers into being like, "Zorn could be our Sean Payton!" or some shit like that.
We've got nothing that shows promise, that shows growth. It's more of the same, a whole lot more of the same ol' shit. Shanahan is just the latest dude to cash fat checks off Dan Snyder's hard-on for being able to say, "All I want to do is win."
THIRD DEGREE NEGATIVE: T TRENT WILLIAMS - The Silverback looked a little too glee hobbling around the sidelines, not playing football. Cam Newton as a #1 ain't but a couple spots ahead of what Trent was taken at last year, and Cam Newton's upward influence on his team is a lot more evident than anything I've seen from #71 in his time as a Redskin. Unless something changes or you start to see some improvement in dominance by the end of the year, I think you could start throwing Trent Williams into that same scrap heap as Carlos Rogers.
FOURTH DEGREE NEGATIVE: S REED DOUGHTY - For many years, all the way back to when Sean Taylor was injured before he got shot, when you saw Reed Doughty step onto the field, you knew the Redskins were missing something important on defense, thus were sending out the next dude in line, never good enough to be considered good, but never crappy enough to get outright cut. Reed Doughty is our cockroach, our sweet, half-deaf cockroach, who just won't go away. But if #37 is lined up out there, you can guarantee yourself you'll see him laying in a crumpled pile at some point, or have somebody jump over top of him to make a big catch, or blow past a CB and get stumble-tackled by Reed as he comes over late to help out in coverage over the top. I have come to cringe in anticipation of the worst every time I notice #37 on the field.
FIFTH DEGREE NEGATIVE: T JAMMAL BROWN - You know why they didn't move this guy over to LT to replace Trent Williams? Because he sucks. He is a penalty machine and a blown blocking assignment machine and yet is still like our second or third best offensive lineman. Good lord.
SIXTH DEGREE NEGATIVE: CB DEANGELO HALL - Why the fuck was Hall high-stepping twenty yards over an interception he didn't make when, for the most part, his job today was to be captured in slow motion detail about two steps behind Steve Smith making a huge play? In fact, this game further proved the delusions this team always has, and how we think this is some sort of menacing, gangsta ass defense that can't be stopped. This is an average defense on most days, but dominating for about 42 of 60 minutes on a good day. There is nothing that says this is a Baltimore Ravens or Pittsburgh Steelers defense in the making, especially in the secondary. Especially in the secondary. DeAngelo Hall bills himself as a shutdown corner, a guy who can negate the influence on a game of a star WR. Yet, just as Steve Smith showed again today, any time the Redskins line up against an actual top-flight WR, it's more a matter of how roughshod they want to run over Hall than how much he stifles them. Hall would be a good #2 corner, but he's not a good #1, which I guess means he's a good defensive match for Santana Moss, who is basically the same thing as a WR. I don't know man, I'm kinda sick of this shit, sick of this team, sick of always trying to convince myself that somebody is not what they certainly always seem to be to me, and that I'm supposed to have faith in the team, that somehow I'm obligated to trust that things have changed. I'm fucking sick of making time in my weekend to watch this drizzling mediocre shit parade across a football field, never showing more than chance flashes of improvement, never anything sustainable. Part of what you sustain is the faith of your fanbase, and my faith has long been gone, and all I'm left with is the attachment to the fact I've been emotionally tied to this team my entire life. Basically I am a dude in a loveless marriage whose kids are grown and gone away to college and I'm just too ashamed to admit I don't love my wife anymore to leave her. So I lay here, every Sunday afternoon, staring at the ceiling, thinking back on when I still felt joy.
SEVENTH DEGREE NEGATIVE: OWNER DAN SNYDER - No need to bash Dan Snyder again; we all know the deal. But let me say this - today, watching the Carolina Panthers, some thoughts went through my mind, flashing back to previous thoughts I'd had going fifteen years back. And I had contemplated doing this last offseason where I - as a fan - contacted other NFL teams, explaining my fandom to the Redskins, throughout my life, and inquiring about what they offered me. Today's game, seeing the enthusiasm of the Panthers team, seeing all the Redskins fans in the stadium because the entirety of the south used to be the Redskins geographical region back in the day, knowing there were conflicted people in those stands who lived in Carolina as Redskins fans, knowing my own conflict from southside Virginia - which is as different from the D.C. area as fucking Greenland would be - it all made me realize that I should probably investigate NFL fan free agency at the end of the season. But I'll get more into that with my thing on the Panthers vs. Redskins later this week. But I definitely don't think I'm doing this Redskins team any good any more.

ACCUMULATED INFLUENCES UPON THIS FRANCHISE 2011, BEST TO WORST: MLB London Fletcher (+20), TE Fred Davis (+15), OLB Ryan Kerrigan (+14), OLB Brian Orakpo (+13), S Laron Landry (+9), NT Chris Neild (+8), WR Santana Moss (+7), RB Ryan Torain (+6), TE Chris Cooley (+5), RB Roy Helu (+5), LB Rocky McIntosh (+5), P Sav Rocca (+4), KR/PR Brandon Banks (+4), DC Jim Haslet (+3), TE Logan Paulsen (+3), WR Anthony Armstrong (+2), CB Josh Wilson (+1), DE Adam Carriker (+1), K Graham Gano (even), RB Tim Hightower (even), color commentator Sam Huff (-1), QB John Beck (-2), T Trent Williams (-4), HC Mike Shanahan (-5), S Reed Doughty (-6), QB Rex Grossman (-6), T Jammal Brown (-12), OC Kyle Shanahan (-13), CB DeAngelo Hall (-16), and owner Dan Snyder (-25).

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Two Lifelong Redskins Fans Emails During the Wacky Offseason of 2011 Part 1


Hey Will,
Remember a few minutes ago when I asked you if we could send emails
back and forth like we already do but I'd put them on Armchair
Linebacker? Well this is the first email. Lockout's over and we get a
feeding frenzy of NFL bullshit, with our beloved leader Danny Boy
probably shitting himself with all the money he can waste, next year's
draft picks clutched loosely in his sweaty palms. The other night I
was thinking about him owning the team and medieval fairy tales like
my daughters came to mind, where there's this kingdom of people and
this little village of mostly good chill people who are way into
things going on around them, but then like the King dies from war or
syphilis or samurai assassins from the Orient or something, and the
King's evil brother, usually only a half-brother, takes over the
kingdom and rules with a retarded fist, and just generally makes
everything terrible for everybody and children are starving and the
elderly are abused and there's burly dudes riding around on ominous
dark horses with the burly dudes wearing serious head armor but with
fruffly shoulder shirts, just being straight up dicks and enforcing
the dickhead king's will on everybody, for years and decades and shit.
And then there's this little girl or boy who is born who is somehow
some sort of chosen savior, like has blood of the original king in
them or is just ordained by actually woodland fairies along with some
sort of naturalist monk type dude who usually has a beard, and that
kid is bound by destiny to grow up and save the oppressed villagers -
all good people - and the entire kingdom from horizon to horizon from
the ominous and oppressive rule of the little shithead king who never
should have been.
I feel like that's the Redskins, except I don't think there's any
ordained kid because this isn't medieval times where fairies fill the
night woods with glitter lights and we drink ale from wooden cups and
all women have their breasts about to pop out of white cotton blouses
for some reason even though I don't even know if bras existed yet or
not then.
Anyways, I was trying to not see anything about the Redskins before I
sent you my first email but I did see I guess they re-signed Santana
Moss and are talking with the Vikings about trading McNabb. Have you
seen pictures of this John Beck dude who is probably going to be our
QB? He looks like a fucking carney, and I don't mean that in a joking
way. He literally looks like a dude who would stink of generic
cigarettes operating the Tilt-a-Whirl in a Poison Open Up and Say Ahh
t-shirt in 2011, and if you're lucky you happen to walk by him and
make eye contact while Kenny Loggins' "Danger Zone" is playing on the
loud speaker and you realize you have just started at the living
embodiment of the lyrics to that song, far darker and more sinister
than even Kenny Loggins could imagine.
Two things make me endorse this Beck dude. One, I ran a franchise mode
of Madden 03 or 05 or something (the one with Marshall Faulk on the
cover maybe?) and love those franchise modes when all the players are
pretend players and none are real, and I had a dude named Dale Beck as
QB for the Redskins that won like 6 Super Bowls in 9 years. I almost
bought a customized jersey (from China, naturally, shit is mad cheaper
and probably made by the same people) with BECK on the back. But that
dude was a black guy and John Beck is a white guy that looks like a
carney.
That being said, the Redskins, contrary to their own belief every
year, kinda suck. We are not one piece away (unless maybe that piece
is an owner). Shit man, we aren't even five pieces away. So I see
value in playing a journeyman freaky-looking degenerate QB as starter,
and cut away from the "THE FUTURE IS NOW!" bullshit we've been fed
every year. Of course, that won't sell many jerseys, but fuck it man,
they had a pretty decent draft and if we had a couple more drafts like
that, we might actually be able to flirt with thinking about a wild
card beyond Thanksgiving for once.
I'm not sure about the Santana Moss thing. On one hand, sure he makes
lots of catches. On the other hand, dude celebrates like he won the
Lotto every time he makes a first down. And on the third hand, if I
see that goddamned quick slant thing he does every fucking time again,
I am going to throw my fucking children into the TV. Why has he not
been decapitated yet because any other team watching tape has to be
like, "Oh yeah, Santana Moss does this quick slant thing about 9 times
a game. We should knock the fucking shit out of him."
So yeah,
Raven

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Hey Will,
Looks like they signed a Giants defensive lineman... unfortunately out
of the 17 guys the Giants have that have concussed QBs for us in
recent games, they got one of the guys I'm not sure who he is. Barry
Cofield? Didn't he do that "Driftin'" song in the '70s? It is a plus
that this guy has apparently never played in a 3-4 defense. He won't
be set in his ways, you know. That's usually what douchebag managers
say when they hire people who don't know what the fuck they're doing.
Also apparently the Skins seem to be interested in Matt Leinart, which
makes sense, being he's a big name flameout that'll look sharp holding
up his jersey number to sell to chump ass fans willing to believe in
things. Unfortunately I'm not sure who's left that believes in things.
Tell me you are alive and not curled up in the fetal position under
your desk listening to Enya's Watermark on repeat.

Later,
Raven

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Raven-

Barry Cofield is apparently a dancer (not a singer in the defunct Stax Records roster, as once thought). At least that's all the positive I've heard on the guy- that he has this dance that he does after he sacks somebody that looks like he's hitting himself in the gut with a taser. Youtube that shit- you'll see that it's mildly amusing. Then you'll realize that you're going to see that dance in the 4th quarter of an NFC East game that the Redskins are getting killed in- when he makes a completely meaningless sack. Much like the dancing we're used to when Santana Moss catches the 1st first down of the half (right before the half), and the chest-beating, back-arching, giving God the old pistol symbol thing that DeAngelo Hall does when he picks a ball off (and subsequently hands the reigns over to the offense for yet another 3-and-out. And of course, the 3-and-out is a yard shy because the receiver ran a 7-yard route when they really needed 8. Just details, though).

So, yeah- we've got that going for us.

And, the other thing we've got is that our alleged QB-carnie (sort of a lovechild of Brad Johnson and MacGruber, don't you think?) is a great leader.

Do you really think anybody in that locker room is buying that John Beck is going to be the leader of men? Anybody want to run through a brick wall for John Beck? Or how about Rex Grossman or now Kellen Clemens? (By the way- do you think Danny's phone rang this afternoon and someone on the other line said, "Dan? It's Bruce Allen. I just thought you might want to know that I've got a bead on Kellen FUCKING Clemens, and I'm going to make him a Washington Redskin. Let that sink in for a moment. OK. Bye."

One last point that really sucks. This year, they drafted a ton of young, dynamic college wide receivers- and they also have Brandon Banks, "Knee-less Joe Jackson" Malcom Kelly, and Anthony Armstrong. Some real resemblance of a youth movement there- at an exciting position, too. Youth that we drafted and could develop into a real cohesive team in a few years- a foreign concept since Bobby Beathard rolled out in the early 90s. And today, they've gone out and signed three washed-up WRs that will probably absorb all of the young guys' playing time- the youngsters will get cut and go to teams that value youth.

OK, I've gotten over it. I guess we see how training camp nets out.

Also, Jeremy Jarmon was traded. That means the ever-hilarious Jeremy Jarmon/Jarvis Jenkins combo is now off the table.

Such a shame...
Will

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Whoa... what the fuck? I'd been actually having to work at work today
and missed the WR flurry. So we have a drunk driver (which I endorse,
though not killing people like Stallworth did, because he gives most
honest hard-working ditch-fearing back roads drunk drivers a bad
reputation and is the cause of the overlegislation of drinking and
driving... Burt Reynolds in The Longest Yard was perhaps the greatest
QB of his era behind just Kenny Stabler and maybe Terry Bradshaw, and
he never drove his girlfriend's car without alcohol), we have a
35-year-old dude (Brandon Stokely? I forgot that dude was alive), and
something called a Jabar Gaffney (which sounds like one of those corny
made-up sexual things like a Dirty Sanchez or Hoffenrauer's Special).
That kinda sucks because yeah, I was stoked for Double A (Armstrong)
and Double B (little Brandon Banks) with all the rookies they drafted.
I thought those rookies were supposed to be the greatest shit ever,
espeically that Hankerson dude? Man, I don't get this team sometimes.
Also, I cannot even begin to explain how sad I am about Jeremy Jarmon
being gone. Beyond the greatness of the Quadruple J sack attack, he
actually seemed like a cool dude, especially when he concussed Aaron
Rodgers. I mean, the Redskins beat the Super Bowl champions last year,
and pretty much only because Jeremy Jarmon concussed Rodgers at the
end of the game and they had to insert Matt Flynn or some shit. That's
some good defensive feel-good shit that you build on, not trade to
Denver for a blowjob you get while riding a motorcycle (that's what I
think a Jabar Gaffney is, though I might be wrong).
Oh well, it's been like an hour since I started this email because I
had to go shoot brain damaged rats with copper. My job sucks. It'd be
nice if the fucking Redskins could win and give me fucking pathetic
hope a shot of adrenalin instead of the slow death gloom that they
fill me with. It's like your favorite sports team is Sylvia Plath or
some shit.

Later,
Raven

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Hey Will,
Also I saw they signed Josh Wilson, who was a good return man a couple
years ago and scored mad points for me in fantasy dork football. This
means I don't mind that dude at all. I guess Butterfingers Rogers
wasn't a bad CB necessarily, but he surely wasn't worth the fucking
6th overall pick or whatever it was we wasted on him.
Also did you happen to see the ridiculous Silverback gold chain that
Trent Williams got in the offseason? It's a gorilla medallion.
Seriously. On one hand, I feel that maybe Gil Scott-Heron died for
nothing, but on the other hand if there has to be a big weird dude
covered in questionable tattoos who proudly wears a giant diamond
gorilla medallion in his leisure time, I guess I'd like him on my
team.

Later,
Raven

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Thursday, July 21, 2011

Fuck - the Lockout is almost over

It has been a calm offseason for myself as a Redskins fan - disturbingly calm. The usual free agent splashes and flaunting of new famous football names on the back of burgundy jerseys didn't occur, due to the labor lockout. Remarkably, this left the Redskins with most of their draft picks come draft time, and they actually did what looks to be smart on paper with those picks. Hell, the fact they even used them is a step in the right direction. But let's not forget them actually keeping their draft picks is as credible as a crackhead not smoking crack in a town without crack. There was no allowance for squandering draft picks on a "Hall of Fame" QB that no one would want in a year (like Donovan McNabb last year) or a game-changing defensive linemen that would be regarded as a joke in two years (like Albert Haynesworth two years ago). Shit man, go back through the years of Dan Snyder, regardless of who he's conned into being his head coach or pretend general manager, and it's a cavalcade of errors and botched moves. But that didn't happen this year.
But it looks like a labor deal is about to be signed - and we've had a few false starts to this silly season on speed before - but it looks to be an actual about to happen thing, so that the league doesn't jeopardize that Hall of Fame game in a couple weeks (A COUPLE WEEKS?!?!?!) and the full painfully boring preseason.
This means that not only will our normal offseason free agent period - which sort of ferments after the season into full swing before the draft and then wrap up afterwards - be a rapid and ridiculous thing, but it means that even for the retarded who tend to make giant, stupid moves when they think about it, they'll have to act even quicker and with less thought. As a Redskins fan, I cannot tell you how much this scares me. This has actually been the first offseason I've felt good about it in a decade, and simply because management had handcuffs on when it came to making their normal moves.
I saw a friend of mine (what's up Carter?) at the store the other day, another lifelong, God-fearing, salt of the Earth Redskin fan who was spoiled by the '80s excesses like myself, and he mentioned to me how the labor deal was about to really happen, saying "Football season's about to start." And rather than be happy or excited, I had a panic hit me, like my alcoholic dad had just gotten parole or an ex-girlfriend who had three abortions with me had just friended my wife on Facebook or something. It meant the quiet was about to end. It meant feeling good about the future of this team - basically because there was no future, it was on hold, which at least meant nothing bad would happen - was about to go out the window with a flurry of free agent signings and movings and wheelings and dealings and Redskins Park press conferences where that ratfaced child molester Mike Shanahan would play up his team mentality bullshit and that fat-faced bastard Dan Snyder would loom like the end of the American Empire does for us all right now. In fact, with the world economy about to explode into chaos and the illusion of Capitalism's great benevolence about to reveal itself to be a syphilitic dick that's been fucking us in the brain for a couple hundred years, I could not think of a worse man to own and operate the sports team I love the most than Dan Snyder. I'd like to think my football team would make the post-financial Apocalypse transition to the more sinister form of football dominated by Samoan thugs and genetically modified cyborg men cultivated in the wilds of the Congo, and the Redskins would represent my area still as I'd assume when America splinters into 30 or so country-states based on geographically shared interests, my home area is going to be the rural lands that props up the greater D.C. area with food and willing bodies for war. (Did you know that rural America is 20% of the population, but 40% of the military? Yeah, fuck you too.)
But we are about to see Dan Snyder, held back against his will, being let out the gates like a rabid raccoon in a quarry pit full of shiny objects dripping with chicken blood - he won't know what to grab first or what to let go of to get the other thing. The big talk at QB is that Matt Hasselbeck and Marc Bulger are the proven vets out there for the taking, Kevin Kolb is a big name waiting to be taken, and then you have Carson Palmer pretty much saying "Fuck Cincinnati" as well. (The Cincinnati/Washington possibilities of trying to figure a trade are ridiculous, because each is notoriously more stupider than the other. We'd probably end up with Chad Ochocinco as our QB and they'd have their own draft picks traded back to them by the Patriots.) But no one seems to give a fuck about Donovan McNabb, which means we can't get shit for him, and he is Donovan McNabb still. Last year, he sucked, and as comically comical as Rex Grossman is, I was down with letting him play out the season.
That being said, Shanahan doesn't even seem to care if Grossman comes back. He's hyping up John Beck, the unheralded over-30 mulleted 3rd string sensation as his QB of the present, and confident in the dude's abilities, which to me means for once, somebody in D.C. is admitting, "Hey, we really suck, and just need to outright suck, get another good draft, and take stock of where we're at once that happens. Us sucking means we'll weed out some of the bullshit dudes who have no heart, and we'll get some young, hungry motherfuckers in here to take care of business." Of course, I'm not convince Shanahan is that smart, so he may just be fucking the Redskins up as some sort of retribution against Dan Snyder.
Which leads me back our fearless leader, who is probably salivating at the very thought of the players union passing the labor deal so he can start jetting around signing everybody and everything he can, tossing future draft picks and signing bonuses around like dollar bills at an Atlanta strip club. We may end up signing both Marc Bulger AND Kevin Kolb. And keep Donovan McNabb. You never fucking know with Dan Snyder.
What I do know is that whoever famous is available, and preferably aging, he'll sign that guy. This means I pretty much expect either Kris or Cullen Jenkins to be a Redskin this time next week. Also Santonio Holmes, although he may still be too young to get Redskins money. My excitement over the wacky fuckers the Redskins drafted this year will soon be lost to head-scratching analysis of this year's Adam Archuleta or Brandon Lloyd, being there is no Donovan McNabb or Albert Haynesworth superstar bust-in-waiting out there for Snyder to feel like he done good with. Is Ladainian Tomlinson a free agent? Because that's the type of guy I'd expect Snyder to go after. Or Reggie Bush. Big names, little left.
Fuck. The lockout's about to be over and I'm about to face the reality of rooting for the Redskins again. And the summer was so nice.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Redskins Draft Pseudo-Analysis

(this dude was the next-to-last pick in this year's NFL draft, and already I think he is awesome)

We have not been writing too much about the football around here lately because none of us get paid, or give a fuck to mock draft nonsense thirteen times in nine days before the actual draft happens. Armchair Linebacker is very much a place for bizarre tangents in life, but these should be wholesome, drug-induced frenzies that put your bare feet into the tall grass, not busting open 13 page Excel spreadsheets on every available college player and pretending you know about them all. Good fucking lord man, what is wrong with people? Has the internet exploded our brains into retardeddom completely?

Anyways, there have been things that have made me feel very good about being a Redskins fan lately. First off, due to the lockout, the Redskins players held their own little mini-camp recently, led by London Fletcher, and featuring Rex Grossman at QB, who is not even signed to the Redskins right now. Fletcher ran shit tight, and god bless that little well-spoken spark plug motherfucker. If they made Chris Samuels' false-starting ass a coach after retirement, there better be a fucking spot in the coaching hierarchy for London Fletcher. (Sadly, I would assume he'd go chase that carrot under his boy Gregg Williams tutelage, whether that still be in New Orleans or elsewhere. I would not imagine too many people want to hang around D.C. after being done cashing the last Snyder check.)

And then the draft. Probably the greatest benefit to having the lockout going on is Dan Snyder couldn't start having little fits and trade like Chris Cooley, two radio stations, three future 1st round picks, a roller coaster, and Tom Cruise's next baby's middle name to the Panthers to draft Cam Newton. I fully expected things to be normal Redskins things on draft day, and they to trade a bunch of draft picks to move up and get a shitty QB who would follow in the great tradition of Heath Shuler and Patrick Ramsey.

And there I was last Thursday night, seeing the Redskins (or watching the talk of it online) at the #10 pick and Blaine Gabbert still available. I thought to myself, "Well, here we go. I hope Blaine Gabbert does not end up being like every other Blaine I have ever known in real life (meaning, a piece of shit), and he somehow without an offensive line or RBs or WRs is able to stay upright and not be concussed into oblivion." I actually cut it off and went outside to fuck around in the yard, that's how sure I was this was going to happen. Not a fucking doubt in my mind.

And then I come back in and see the Jags picked Gabbert at #10. What? So I read they traded down for an additional pick. And then get some goofy whiteboy DE/OLB hybrid to complement Brian Orakpo on the other side. So I look up said whiteboy on the interwebs, and it appears he is a super hard worker and slightly goofy, sort of a defensive Chris Cooley so to speak. Plus, likely to have shaggy hair I would say, in the right locker room. Amazing.

Then they traded down again, and juggled, and a team with no 3rd or 4th round picks somehow ended up being a team with picks in every round and, at one point, a total of 13 draft choices to make. Shit man, we haven't made 13 draft picks in the past five years.

Actually, let me look that up, because I would not be surprised if during the Cerrato reign, that's true... Well, there was a three-year period where you could say that, but looking back through the drafts was painful. A lot of picks are hit-or-miss, except tons of misses for the Redskins. Tons.

But they made moves this year and ended up with 12 new faces (after trading up in the 4th round to draft a RB, using one of the extra picks they had acquired). And really, after using their head and drafting a bookend OT in Trent Williams last year, I am shockingly of the belief that maybe, just maybe, somebody in Redskins office has an actual plan.

Now I am not one to grade drafts because that is fucking stupid, just as stupid as doing mock drafts. You want to grade it with actual grades, but I am a homeschooler so don't think that way. You take these 12 guys and let them contribute the first year. If many do, even on special teams, then good. Years 2 through 3, they should start developing into something in particular, preferably in a role beyond special teams, maybe even a couple of surprise starters from the lower picks and the upper picks panning out fairly well. Years 4 through 7, if you are getting solid contributions from half of these guys, you have fucking won. Do that every year and you are the Patriots, in six years time. Seriously.

Of course, the very fact there seems to be a plan in motion, combined with the egos of Shanahan & Son and Dan Snyder, but with Snyder holding the deed to the car, I would honestly expect the Shanahans to be run out of town at the end of this year if they do not deliver at least wild card. Again, seriously. Dan Snyder is a little-dicked fucking idiot, and the best example of a shithead ultra-rich dude the NFL currently has. That guy is currently suing somebody who wrote basically a truthful article about his reign of terror just to tie up the little newspaper it came out in legally and cost them money and try to run them out of business. So fuck Dan Snyder, always and forever. He can't get enough cancers or be locked out of hanging with the player long enough to make me feel bad for him.

But I digress. So first round we get this crazy whiteboy from Purdue. Second round, they draft a giant negro DT from Clemson, hopefully to end our painful relationship with Lord Albert Haynesworth, who only dates white girls apparently. Not sure about the Jarvis Jenkins, DT pick, as Da'Quan Bowers was still available, but I'm going to do something completely un-internetty of me, and I'm going to give whoever was making these decisions in the Redskins war room the benefit of the doubt, simply because they traded down and got extra picks and didn't waste everything on a QB. It looks like somebody knew what they were doing, so I'm going to assume they did so when they picked Jarvis Jenkins. Plus we already have a D-lineman named Jeremy Jarmon, who also is a big black dude, and I think having a Jarvis Jenkins and Jeremy Jarmon side-by-side would be funny.

3rd round they got some dude named Leonard Hankerson from The U(niversity of Miami) who apparently was considered by football eggheads a steal at that spot, and has freakishly large hands. He is already being prognosticated as a potential great. Whatever. I just want him to not be Devin Thomas or a Malcolm Kelly. Like if he can actually play as a starter and maybe catch a few passes, he has already cleared the bar set by the past five years.

But they used other later picks to grab WRs in the 5th and 6th round as well, which is great, because we all saw Brandon Banks and Anthony Armstrong rise up from nowhere last year. If anything, this team needs more unproven longshots to clear out the lockers of the highly-touted and often overrated check cashers that Dan Snyder tends to drool over and attract. Santana Moss, as great as he has been, has a certain stink of that on him.

Additionally, Mike Shanahan was always famous for plugging RBs into his system in Denver and getting big results. Thus, him moving up in the 4th round to grab some dude I never heard of named Roy Helu, hey, I will trust this move. He's done it before, and trading late round picks to move up in the 4th is a huge difference than trading your future 2nd and 3rd round picks for aging veteran who won't be here when you don't have those draft picks anymore, which has been more of our recent history. And on top of this, Shanahan drafted some chump dude from Penn State as a second RB, to fill up the backfield, and keep Ryan Torain surrounded, being that dude will probably injure himself by week 4 anyways. It's a far better plan than stockpiling stars from 2005, like they did last year with Larry Johnson, Clinton Portis, and Willie Parker.

And with their last pick, Mr. Co-Irrelevant, as he was the next-to-last pick of the draft, the Redskins picked a big, knuckleheaded, non-stop white dude DT from West Virginia named Chris Neild. Like I watched two youtubes on this guy, and he's already one of my top ten favorite players on the team. That's what you get with those late round picks - guys that might fill a role but will be crazy and spirited and work hard as fuck to chase their dream and fire up the fans and might could fill the middle of the D-line or return punts or play nickelback (the position, not the band) or something. Try to get something.

And we got 12 new faces. Shit man, just having fresh blood makes me happy. This is not a team that is one or two players away from being good. This team hasn't been in that position for years, although every year the standard operating procedure is to pretend that's exactly what we are, and a McNabb or Haynesworth or Jason Taylor or whoever it was the year before that, that's all we need to be Super Bowl champions again.

Now, if only someone else could own this team, I could actually let this momentary excitement take root in my soul, without the fear of it all being ripped next January because Bill Cowher likes to cash giant checks with Dan Snyder's signature on the bottom right. And that is what I end up with, the dread and pain that although it certainly looked like someone had a plan this past week, and it certainly looked like the remaining players bonded in the locker room enough to hold their own spring practices, it's all going to get fucked up by Dan Snyder, eventually. And he'll further exploit the name in merchandising and gouge fans and just generally piss all over it all, but do his little fucking media parades where he's all like, "Aww, I'm just a Redskins fan. All I want to do is win. Really, that's all." He's shown Redskins fans time and time again that's bullshit.

Sometimes I hope that the Redskins end up moving to L.A., so Snyder can be with his Hollywood buddies, and D.C. gets a new franchise, without the racist nickname, and without the retarded owner who is only a few years older than me and most likely will be around for far too long of my remaining life. When there is a team you have followed and loved all your life, and you are contemplating switching them with a fucking expansion team, that's a serious lack of quality ownership.

But I will always pull for these dudes, and I like the ragtag batch of fuckers they drafted, and hopefully the youth infusion will further what happened last year, where anybody could earn any position, and nobody was granted their spot because of who they once were or how big their paycheck was. I can briefly pretend that this team is built with hard work and earning your role, and not just given to the dude who cashes the biggest check.


Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Have You Ever Wanted To Give Dan Snyder your 2 cents instead of your 800 dollars?

Well here's your chance. Someone internetted out a phone number that was supposed to be his office, and I just tried it at around 10:30 pm eastern time, went to answering machine, and said, "You've reached the Washington Redskins Executive Office..." and then some other stuff but I hung up because I hadn't thought of anything to say yet, and didn't just want to ramble and cuss and get arrested tomorrow for making death threats.
Anyways, the number to Dan Snyder's office is 703-726-7133. The fax number (in case you are a creative type) is 703-726-7124. Please disseminate without discretion amongst Redskins faithful who will outlast this tyrant capitalist who has forced himself upon us unwillingly.

amazing Dan Snyder hit piece

So as the Packers and Steelers are getting ready for the Super Bowl on Sunday, Dan Snyder is threatening to sue the Washington City Paper, and trying to get writer Dave McKenna fired, for a piece of he wrote in November. It somehow missed my attention then, but is truly an amazing piece of work on what an all-around piece of shit Dan Snyder is. Somehow, I feel worse about Snyder owning the Redskins than I did when I woke up, and that's like feeling worse about having AIDS than you did yesterday, even though you already had AIDS.
Here is the story by Dave McKenna - The Cranky Redskins Fan's Guide to Dan Snyder.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Redskins 5-8 Positives/Negatives Metasciences Week 14 Recap

(oh lord, again)

Man, what a farce this past week has been for the Redskins, with the suspension of Albert Haynesworth to pretend that was the only piece that had been holding these guys back. But that game against the Buccaneers yesterday proved what a piece of shit team this is. Even a fairly good effort by the defense could not overcome a limp-dicked offense and a special teams unit that must’ve thought, “Well, Brandon Banks is on fire so nobody else has to do shit.” I was watching the game in stolen moments during my center child’s 7th birthday party, so there was a house full of girls running around making beaded necklaces and playing with massive amounts of American Girl paraphernalia. A hippie mother who I think hasn’t watched TV since 2003 and a dude who knows nothing about sports at all, like none, they were watching that end with me. The hippie mom was like, “Oh they could come back and tie it, couldn’t they?” obviously coming from a football family originally. This was as the Redskins were starting their final drive. “No, this is usually where Donovan McNabb throws an interception.” But somehow, he did not. It was amazing. Even Santana Moss managed to actual receive the potential tying TD pass instead of letting it bounce off his numbers or get swatted away as he ran the same slant route he ran 39 times before. And as I was moaning about how they would find some weird and bizarre way to ruin it in overtime, the snap goes high, the holder deflects it further into the rainy air, and a ridiculous flop by the kicker onto the ball is muffed to symbolically end the game. Everyone just started laughing because it was exactly as I had said, bizarre and ridiculous and the Redskins had yet again epicly failed. It is Dan Snyder’s legacy to this team – just as everyone has the hype machine rolling that the one bad egg that was holding back the perfect quiche – in this case it was Sir Albert Haynesworth – reality rears its ugly head and the Redskins show how they are just an absolute joke of a franchise. For anybody to say, “We have the pieces in place, so I’m not sure why it’s not better,” would be madness. And that’s what they say year after year, getting some hyped up fading superstar to come in and pretend we are Super Bowl contenders, when we’ve barely been wild card contenders for going on 20 years.
Sad thing is, the week after I threatened to go free agent fan if they didn’t win 6 games total this year, they won their 5th against the Titans (how the fuck do you lose to the Redskins?), and I thought I could put that behind me. But with road games in Dallas and Jacksonville, then hosting a New York Fagball Giants team that will probably be fighting for a playoff spot (or at least jockeying for position), it could happen. And I hate to say it, but I’m going to go through with it. I’d really love to end my career of NFL fandom rooting for the same team I came up with – I really would – but I’m gonna have to explore my options I think. For now, I’m just gonna keep rooting for these guys, at least watching the games the next three Sundays, and we’ll let the season play out.
I often think of Neil and the Lions when I get in this mindframe, because historically that’s a worse team. But you look at how they’ve played this season, and how they won yesterday, and it seems like they are a cursed team at teams, that forces conspire against them. With the Redskins, it is the opposite. They conspire against theirselves. It is really fucking hard to hold faith in something like that.
Oh well. I kept the positives/negatives at 2/5 because really I am an optimist and had far more upward notes than downward notes. But the reality is this is a 5-8 team, so I can’t justify going like 4 positive/3 negative, especially when I’m so down on them that I just don’t fucking care right now. But I left it at 2/5 on the metascientific scale, and here is where who is and why…
SECOND DEGREE POSITIVE: RB Ryan Torain. Torain, who sat out last year of the NFL, healing a torn ACL from his rookie season, has started and played the full amount of three games this year. All three he gained over 100 yards, and it has gotten more and more each time. His nickname he seems to have is ATV or All Torain Vehicle. I think this is wack, especially because of the way he runs, so I am from hereforth calling him Ryan “Freight Train” Torain, because Freight Train Torain fits his style perfectly, and sets him up for a nice second run in pro wrestling once his football career is over. And the thing I love about him most is how he is doing this behind a shitty fucking offensive line. A really shitty line. I hope this kid is soaking up all the C.P. on the sidelines he can, learning how to punch a blitzing LB in the mouth, and just getting his shit together. He seems injury prone, but fuck man, that’s why in the year 2010 NFL you have two or three dudes on roster who can play the RB in different styles. An NFL backfield is like a kung fu team from the ‘70s now, not the old feature back set bullshit from the ‘80s and ‘90s. I don’t give a fuck if he’s injured off and on for the next couple years – Freight Train Torain is the goods.
FIRST DEGREE POSITIVE: LB Brian Orakpo. Before I talk on Orakpo, let me make mention of London Fletcher, who was all over the field, hyped the fuck up, and just generally one of the greatest field generals on defense I’ve ever seen in my years of watching the stupid football professional variety. It is very telling that he had to struggle to get a new deal with the Redskins, but they will throw money at any semi-famous flavor of three months ago guy they can. Dan Snyder has been very lucky to have a man of London Fletcher’s caliber – both on and off the field – on this team for the past five years or so.
That being said, let’s get to Orakpo. He’s been a little gimpy the middle part of this year, but seemed full speed yesterday. You know how I know? Because he was a fucking Monster. A fucking brutal Monster. This guy is so fucking crazy good that they don’t even call holding penalties on him, probably to keep him from having like 9 sacks a game and crippling half the QBs in the NFC. On Kellen Winslow Jr.’s TD that took the lead (and kept it), he was not only held but assaulted, almost a horse collar tackle to the side of Josh Freeman as he flung the ball downfield. (Speaking of which, how the fuck does London Fletcher cover Kellen Winslow better than our safeties? Goddamn, get well soon Laron Landry.) If (and that’s always a big if with the Redskins decision makers) the Skins can get a complementary beast on defense up front, someone on the line who can bring the motherfuckin’ ruckus, this defense could be fucking sick as hell next year (although we’ll need some upgrades at CB).
STAY MEDIUM DEGREE: TE Logan Paulsen. My man #82 with the ponytail longhaired wildman 3rd string tight end got in the game and got his first NFL touchdown. I do not know his history, but I can only assume from his name he is some sort of Scandinavian descendant, sent to this Earth to drink fermented liquids and destroy civilized things; therefore he is one of my own.
FIRST DEGREE NEGATIVE: P Hunter Smith. Hunter the Punter has brought stability to that position, but man, botching that hold, regardless of the rain, that’s some pitiful shit. And something that was lost on everybody bitching and moaning about the missed PAT is that immediately after that, as the Skins lined up for the onsides kick, which is again Hunter the Punter’s responsibility, instead of giving it the bounce into the turf and up into the air, he knocked it straight 20 yards down into a dude’s hands. Game over. Not a very head’s up finish to the game by Hunter Smith. Maybe he was like me and hadn’t brought in firewood for the stove yet and didn’t want to go out in the rain and was thinking about how he hates it when he pulls the tarp up but for some reason all the water rolls right down to his pants leg and makes him soaking wet and it fucking sucks and you just want to kill the world sometimes but you can’t because the world is legislated by bitches who don’t recognize the way you a normal solid straight actin’ bro thinks.
SECOND DEGREE NEGATIVE: QB Donovan McNabb. You know what, I’m so tired of talking about how McNabb underthrows short routes and overthrows long routes and just generally is consistently inconsistent that I don’t even wanna bother. Yet somehow he has thrown a TD pass in more consecutive games than any Redskin since Joe Theismann. That is the essence of Donovan McNabb right there – he certainly seems good when you look at the numbers and the highlights; but when you watch the actual games he is as frustrating as a vagina-less drunk woman, passed out on your couch.
THIRD DEGREE NEGATIVE: Offensive Coordinator Kyle Shanahan. Not nearly enough has been made of how sucky the Redskins offense has been this year, a result of all the Mike Shanahan vs. Albert Haynesworth trending that was going on. But this offense has sucked. And the rumors of a potential return to Rex Grossman started back up again this past week, which really disturbs me, because it shows a false sense of greatness on Kyle Shanahan’s part. He has put in place this system, which is failing, and has been budros with the Sex Cannon for two years now, last year in Houston and this year in suburban Maryland, and he thinks that somehow he is such a great football mastermind that he can trick Rex Grossman into not being Rex Grossman.
(You know at one point in the mid-‘90s Ted Turner donated like 10 million dollars to study if coyotes could be trained to break their natural instincts through the use of electronic collars? It’s true, the internet don’t lie. I find it interesting that such a study was done right before the onslaught of smart phone technology. It also reminds me of Kyle Shanahan and Rex Grossman.)
Coach Shanahan the Younger needs to step his game up somehow, make something happen. This team has not been much of a scoring threat for a few years now, and after last season and the end of the Zorny era, that was supposed to be directly addressed. The results have not been very impressive.

(the ball is not a-sposed to be floating where it is in this picture)

FOURTH DEGREE NEGATIVE: K Graham Gano. Oh man, the radio commentary with Sam and Sonny and the gang was hilarious. As he lined up for his second kick, Sonny Jurgensen straight up said, “If he misses this one, pack your bags,” and then he missed it (a 24-yarder, after missing a 34-yarder earlier). Sam Huff says, “You said pack your bags didn’t you? Well, there you go.” Being I will probably forget to post this until tomorrow (Tuesday), I would expect his bags will have been packed by then. He’s leading the NFL in missed field goals, and hasn’t exactly endeared himself with any great game-winning shots to put him first in our hearts. He hit an OT game-winner against the Titans, but only after missing the game-winner at the end of regulation. So fuck off Graham Gano.
(Twitter is fucking stupid, but also funny, because I follow a lot of the Redskins players, and some of them were all like, “I support our kicker, Graham will have better days again,” and shit like that, but with bad internet spelling and less than however many characters the Twitter Nazis force you to stay under unless you use a stupid fucking link to post like an extra 39 characters. That is some annoying shit when someone has a twitter twat and it says, “Going to the store gonna get me some beers and kielbasas and … (more)” and you click the link for the more and all it says is “Going to the store gonna get me some beers and kielbasas and go home.” and you just want to smash them but you can’t because it is the internet and we now willingly let dumbasses into our heart with disturbing ease. Shit, that’s probably how you got here to Armchair Linebacker.)
FIFTH DEGREE NEGATIVE: Owner Dan Snyder. Locker room cancers are benign and can be removed. Franchise cancers are malignant and can destroy a wonderful thing for hundreds of thousands of people. Dan Snyder is a franchise cancer. He always claims all he wants to do is win, and he always feels like he’s one move away from checkmating the NFL. But he ain’t. And the value of his team, which is trumped up by the NFL’s policy for counting sell-outs and claiming season ticket holders, is propped up by falsehoods. Attendance is down. People care less. Ten years of damage has been done. And it’s to the point where the little-dicked owner has cried wolf too many times, so next spring when he signs some dude or does some dumb shit and the WaPo plants start writing articles glorifying how the team has done something great again and addressed their most pressing needs so this year will be different, well there’s a lot of us who don’t give a fuck anymore to hear it. Show us. And to be honest, I’m near the point where you’ve gotta show me even more than that. My free agency is looming.

Season-to-date totals: LB Lorenzo Alexander (+16) PR Brandon Banks (+15), LB Brian Orakpo (+14), TE Chris Cooley (+12), LB London Fletcher (+12), RB Ryan Torain (+9), RB Clinton Portis (+7), S Laron Landry (+7), WR Anthony Armstrong (+5), Radio man Sam Huff (+4), LB Chris Wilson (+4), GM Bruce Allen (+3), DE Philip Daniels (+2), LB Rocky McIntosh (+2), S Kareem Moore (+2), TE Logan Paulsen (+1), CB DeAngelo Hall (+1), CB Phillip Buchanon (+1), T Trent Williams (even), P Hunter Smith (even), DC Jim Haslet (-1), fan Raven Mack (-1), WR Malcolm Kelly (-1), LB Rocky McIntosh (-2), S Reed Doughty (-2), K Graham Gano (-2), P Josh Bidwell (-2), CB Carlos Rogers (-5), head coach Mike Shanahan (-6), OC Kyle Shanahan (-6), T Stephon Heyer (-7), WR Santana Moss (-8), DT Albert Haynesworth (-9), QB Donovan McNabb (-18), and owner Dan Snyder (-22).