12-11-2021, 03:02 PM
Meh. Tired of this timeless refrain. This group has enough experience to win. And in today’s NFL, a team’s window starts when it gets a quality QB under a rookie deal, which gives the franchise enough time to strengthen the weaker periphery via FA and by drafting other positions well. Once the team’s core outlives the rookie contracts and deservedly gets paid mega buxxxxxxx, the franchise can’t or won’t spend the money to improve the periphery around the core, and sometimes the team can’t even afford all the young guys and they walk (we may see that with Jessie Bates).
This window will close for us in 2-3 years. Burrow, Chase, Higgins, maybe Wilson, etc will be due their first non-rookie deal within 2-3 years of each other. Any payflex the Executive Of The Century and Best Woman at Financial Business Leadership and Bossy Behavior Katie Blackburn might previously have had goes bye bye.
This group could win if it had a better line, a better HC and one more quality interior pass-rusher. But we don’t, and we still have The Curious Case of Joseph Burrow simultaneously keeping us in games and putting us in inexplicable and oftentimes whimsical holes. And Drew Sample is always out there, on the field, providing us with the essence of big, white, clumsy and non-descript 2nd round value.
The AFC-N was there for the taking. That’s why this season is going to be even tougher to stomach in retrospect. Thing is, this is the Bengals, and this is what the Bengals do.
I’m still digesting that LA-C game and the majesty of our incompetence. We’re hungover and possibly half asleep in the beginning and go down 24-0 almost immediately. Then they miraculously start making some plays, allowed fortune to favor them slightly and fought back. They almost convinced us they were going to finish the incredible comeback. Then Paul Brown’s Ghost strips Joe Mixon and places it in a LA-C defender, who floats on a fluffy pink cloud into the EZ, and the game was over. Just to ensure there would be no comeback, TCCOJB floated a duck into LA’s defensive backfield that looked like a pagan offering up a pasta sacrifice to Benevolent Italian Overlord Mario Batali, who received it with satisfaction and promised to let us know where the rest of the tomatoes are.
It’s going to be fun tomorrow. SF is going to ritualistically dry hump these guys tomorrow, and we’ll likely see new and exciting acts of incompetence that will live forever with us in a place we will only reveal to our therapists when we pass 55.
This window will close for us in 2-3 years. Burrow, Chase, Higgins, maybe Wilson, etc will be due their first non-rookie deal within 2-3 years of each other. Any payflex the Executive Of The Century and Best Woman at Financial Business Leadership and Bossy Behavior Katie Blackburn might previously have had goes bye bye.
This group could win if it had a better line, a better HC and one more quality interior pass-rusher. But we don’t, and we still have The Curious Case of Joseph Burrow simultaneously keeping us in games and putting us in inexplicable and oftentimes whimsical holes. And Drew Sample is always out there, on the field, providing us with the essence of big, white, clumsy and non-descript 2nd round value.
The AFC-N was there for the taking. That’s why this season is going to be even tougher to stomach in retrospect. Thing is, this is the Bengals, and this is what the Bengals do.
I’m still digesting that LA-C game and the majesty of our incompetence. We’re hungover and possibly half asleep in the beginning and go down 24-0 almost immediately. Then they miraculously start making some plays, allowed fortune to favor them slightly and fought back. They almost convinced us they were going to finish the incredible comeback. Then Paul Brown’s Ghost strips Joe Mixon and places it in a LA-C defender, who floats on a fluffy pink cloud into the EZ, and the game was over. Just to ensure there would be no comeback, TCCOJB floated a duck into LA’s defensive backfield that looked like a pagan offering up a pasta sacrifice to Benevolent Italian Overlord Mario Batali, who received it with satisfaction and promised to let us know where the rest of the tomatoes are.
It’s going to be fun tomorrow. SF is going to ritualistically dry hump these guys tomorrow, and we’ll likely see new and exciting acts of incompetence that will live forever with us in a place we will only reveal to our therapists when we pass 55.
If you see something suspicious, say something suspicious.
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