Tuesday, July 24, 2007
I know that I haven't talked Blue Cats over here in a while. This is because the Lions are so incredibly depressing, regardless of the insanity about the number of wins we can expect this season that various blue cats were delusionally spouting. My dad has taken to referring to football season as "the 16 weeks of self-loathing". All Lions fans can understand that. I have no particular desire to start that period of self-loathing much before I have to.
But Joey Harrington, you guys.
Joey Harrington is going to be the starting quarterback in Atlanta.
Joey Harrington, you guys.
Starting quarterback. In Atlanta.
Because the original starting quarterback, the super-mobile, play-making (former?) quarterback, of course, is being told to stay the hell away from training camp while he's being prosecuted for crimes related to raising battledogs and running dog fight rings.
Can you imagine anything more diametrically opposite to Joey Harrington? I mean, Joey Harrington is your basic mild-mannered piano-playing guy whose idea of quarterbacking is to receive the ball and cringe apologetically until he can get rid of it (a habit learned by playing behind the Lions' offensive line for so long). The idea that he can step into a team used to playing with Michael Vick and keep them going on a similar track is sort of laughable.
Good luck, Atlanta. Good luck, Joey. You're all going to need it.
(No good luck to Michael Vick. Dog fighting is sick, you wacked out freak.)
Labels: Atlanta Falcons, football, Joey Harrington, NFL