08-25-2015, 08:56 PM
I have a 2007 Camp tee that reads: "Who Wants It More?"
Last night, Tampa did. They had the welcome carpet rolled out for Winston. Doug Martin wants it bad, too, and he was running for his life. Lovie had his boys ball-hawking to make the squad. The Bengals could not match the intensity, didn't even try. They felt the primetime lights, sweated the savage Florida humidity, and they endured a hungry young team bent on making a preseason statement.
Recipe for an ambush. Say what you will about it, but they accomplished the goal that emerged from their futility: get away with minimal injuries. Wounded pride doesn't count.
Last night, Tampa did. They had the welcome carpet rolled out for Winston. Doug Martin wants it bad, too, and he was running for his life. Lovie had his boys ball-hawking to make the squad. The Bengals could not match the intensity, didn't even try. They felt the primetime lights, sweated the savage Florida humidity, and they endured a hungry young team bent on making a preseason statement.
Recipe for an ambush. Say what you will about it, but they accomplished the goal that emerged from their futility: get away with minimal injuries. Wounded pride doesn't count.
