Continuity? Really?

It seems that Buffalo Bills owner Ralph Wilson has decided to retain the services of head coach Dick Jauron, whose approval ratings in Buffalo slide in below those of George W. Bush. Jauron is a very nice guy, and he’s also a lousy coach who aside from a game or two a year never seems to have the Bills prepared, disciplined, or even motivated.

Mr. Wilson’s apparent deciding factor was the need for “continuity” on the team, since bringing in a new coaching staff would represent some upheaval for the squad. But jeebus, the Bills have just finished going 7-9 for the third consecutive year under Jauron. The guy’s turned in the exact same sub-par result each year he’s been here! Why on earth would we want more continuity, if that’s what we’re continuing?!

Here’s Gregg Easterbrook, nicely summing it all up:

Two weeks ago, the Bills led at the two-minute warning against the Jets, were having a great day rushing and needed only a couple of runs to drill the clock: Buffalo coaches inexplicably called a pass, and the play resulted in the winning touchdown for Jersey/B. Don’t you think maybe this fiasco would have been fresh in Bills coaches’ minds Sunday? With the Patriots leading 13-0, Buffalo faced fourth-and-1 on the Flying Elvii 39 midway through the fourth quarter. To that point, Buffalo had 129 yards rushing and 70 yards passing — and Buffalo coaches called a shotgun spread pass. Incompletion, and TMQ wrote the words “game over” in his notebook. Plus, it wasn’t even a deep attempt to hit the home run, rather, a rinky-dinky sideways thing that would have gained maybe 5 yards. When New England faced a fourth-and-2 in the same contest, the Pats ran and converted.

To call the New England at Buffalo game an example of a great coach versus a novice would be sugarcoating what happened. In strong gusting wind, both teams mainly ran. But the Patriots called a variety of rushing tactics and 30 of the 31 non-scramble Buffalo rushes went between the tackles; Bills coaches never took advantage of the up-the-middle pattern to call a reverse, bootleg, end-around or even a counter. Bill Belichick worked the details of the wind, Dick “Cheerio, Chaps” Jauron seemed oblivious to it. Trailing 3-0, Buffalo had third-and-9 on the New England 30 with the wind at the Bills’ back. Buffalo ran up the middle for 2 yards, as if a 47-yard field goal in a 40-mph wind would be a gimme. The ball corkscrewed wildly and missed — and why was Jauron playing for a field goal rather than a touchdown in the first place? Reaching third-and-5 at the New England 12 with 22 seconds remaining in the first half and no timeouts, Bills coaches called another run up the middle — though it’s third down, so unless you make the first, you can’t spike! The run gained 3 yards, and the clock expired before Buffalo could snap for a field goal attempt. One Buffalo player was wasting precious seconds pushing and shoving with two Patriots — don’t think the New England players didn’t do that on purpose, knowing the clock situation. Rather than rush the field goal team out, Buffalo coaches stood on the sideline watching the fight. And why was Jauron playing for a field goal rather than a touchdown in the first place? Buffalo had the wind advantage in the third quarter, but New England staged a long drive, keeping the Bills off the field. When Buffalo got possession, the Flying Elvii led 10-0 and there was 4:39 remaining in the third quarter, Buffalo’s last chance to work with the wind — and the Bills did not go no-huddle! A listless three-and-out followed, and the game might as well have concluded there.

Jauron is 57-77, has just one winning season in his entire coaching career and has led the Bills to three consecutive losing seasons. On game days, Jauron looks bored on the sideline. The AFC East test of manhood is how you play against New England: Jauron is 0-6 versus the Patriots, and the Bills have been outscored 174-50 in those games. Game in and game out against New England under Jauron, the Bills simply roll over. Yet rumors persist that Buffalo management just granted Jauron a long-term contract extension. Patriots fans certainly hope so.

Yup.

Oh, Mike Shanahan got fired from the Broncos today. I’m sure glad our guy’s not on the open market. Yeesh.

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A stupid statistic about the Buffalo Bills

I heard this on the radio tonight, and found it interesting. Three NFL coaches were fired today: Detroit’s Rod Marinelli, Cleveland’s Romeo Crennel, and the New York Jets’ Eric Mangini.

Collectively, these three coaches were 6-3 against Buffalo’s Dick Jauron, with all three losses to Buffalo by the Jets.

Hmmmmm.

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Why do I keep giving up my Sundays for this crap?!

I had this big, long post written about NFL football this year so far, but I’m not going to post it. I think football is slowly losing me. Maybe part of it is that the Buffalo Bills have been bad for almost an entire decade now, but really, the game’s just not that interesting to me anymore, and devoting every Sunday from September to February to watching it is seeming to me less of a wise thing to do every year. So, just a handful of observations:

:: Why are the Bills so bad? I stick with my pet theory, which has been my pet theory about them every year I’ve been blogging them: the offensive line is always crap on a stick. Trent Edawrds isn’t playing well right now, but really, if your team is lining up in shotgun formation on third and one on a consistent basis, that pretty much says it all. It says you don’t respect your own running game’s ability to get a single yard, and that tells the opposing defense the same thing.

:: I’m really sick of hearing things like “They’ll never get a better chance than this year to beat New England, with Tom Brady out!”. That’s a meme I’m hearing way too often this year, on sports radio and in print. Jeez. Brady’s a great player, a no-brainer Hall of Famer. But he’s not the reincarnation of Achilles. He’s not the greatest clutch QB in the universe, he’s beatable (the Giants did it last year, remember?), and I think he’s probably already peaked, anyway. But even setting that aside, it’s a dumb thing to say. If you want to be the best, you have to be able to beat the best. I hate the notion of accepting that the Bills can do no better than 2nd place as long as Brady’s under center in New England, unless their plan is to go 14-2 with the two losses being against the Patriots. Ugh.

OK, I’m done. Barring something supremely weird happening, I won’t be posting about football again until the Super Bowl, if even then.

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But it’s spelled “FAHV-ruh”!

I don’t think that at any point in the last seventeen years I would have named Brett Favre as my favorite football player, but he would have certainly made the cut if I’d ever been asked to name my ten favorite players. That photo above is why: Favre always played with a greater feeling of joy. He always looked like what he was: a guy playing a game. Sure, many times he would try some kind of goofy thing that would only be attempted by a kid in a sandlot game of touch football, and many times those gonzo plays of his would turn into interceptions or turnovers, but…Favre was always fun to watch. I like that. There are lots of QBs who are interesting to watch, or admirable to watch based on their pure skill and mechanics, but Favre made the game fun to watch. You always knew that you were going to see something when he was on the field.

I’m surprised that he decided to retire now, especially seeing as how he seemed to find rejuvenation last year and since he’s as fierce a competitor as they come, and with him retiring now, that means that his final pass attempt in the NFL was an interception in overtime of the NFC Championship Game, with the resulting drive seeing the Giants score the points to win and go to the Super Bowl. But still…so long, Brett Favre.

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Answers

OK, time for a couple more answers. Now, when the football season ended, I was content to limit to a single, brief post my gloating over the massive THUD with which my most loathed sports team on the planet hit the ground in their supposed quest for perfection, but since this series is called Ask Me Anything!, I have to answer the questions, two of which dealt with the New England Patriots. So, any Pats fans in the audience, you might want to just skip this post entirely. (Ditto for people who don’t give a rip about football, or for people who do give a rip about football but who don’t like to read the ravings of lunatics like me.)

Will the loss by the New England Patriots in the Super Bowl have an effect on the sale of hoodies?

I haven’t the faintest idea, but since I actually like hoodies (although I hate the word “hoodie”), I hope not. And to be quite honest, the thing about Bill Belichick that bothers me the least is the way he looks on the sideline. I find his hoodies preferable to the gaudily-colored golf shirts that most other coaches wear.

OK, there, I said something nice about Belichick. Now to rip him and his whole rotten disgusting vomitous retchworthy team to shreds!

Should we consider the Patriots as being 0-4 in Super Bowls for the decade? Given the revelation that the Patriots have been cheating since 2000, how happy/sad does this make you feel?

Well…no. Not yet. There just isn’t enough evidence right now to make any definitive statements, one way or the other, and in any event, the Patriots’ cheating was of the “gain an edge” variety — meaning, it’s not quite on the level of the Black Sox scandal. I don’t think they won those Super Bowls because they cheated, although it may have helped a bit, if they were taping the other teams’ practices. But really, their videotape shenanigans didn’t make Mike Martz decide to pigheadedly stick to his gameplan of having Kurt Warner throw the ball all over the field and ignore the presence of the NFL’s best running back (at that time), Marshall Faulk, on his own roster. (It’s unforgivable that in a game that close, Faulk only had seventeen carries against a team that was very suspect against the run.) The Patriots’ videotape shenanigans didn’t make John Fox go for two-point conversions in bad situations, or the Panthers’ kicker send a kickoff out of bounds just after they’d tied the game at 29-all. Their videotape shenanigans didn’t make the Eagles play a fairly flat game or make Andy Reid lose sight of the most important element of any football game, the game clock.

I don’t have any idea how the entire issue is going to play out, but I have few hopes that even if there was a program of significant videotaping in place in New England it will come out and the guilty parties disciplined. The NFL has already destroyed the pertinent evidence that it had at hand, and there doesn’t seem to be a whole lot of clamoring for this matter to be got to the bottom of. The main sentiment I’ve heard seems to be “It’s in the past and it’s settled now.” Shockingly, everyone seems to be going for that. I contrast that attitude with that expressed when baseball’s Mark MacGuire told Congress that he “wasn’t there to discuss the past”; some cite that performance on Capitol Hill as the main reason MacGuire hasn’t yet made the Hall of Fame.

I’m also highly disappointed in the media’s approach to the whole Cheating scandal, as it illustrates anew the media’s fixation these days with narrative as opposed to actual journalism. No one has really done any significant digging into the Cheating scandal. The entire story just vanished utterly after Roger Goodell basically said “Nothing to see here folks, and by the way, I destroyed the evidence the Patriots gave me. Let’s move on.” Instead, the focus turned, as it seemingly always does, to treating the Patriots with bizarre worshipful reverence, which is why I ended up seeing article after article after article from various sportwriters insisting that the Patriots should be loved by all football fans (case in point). I remember reading Buffalo News sportswriters on the News‘s blog section writing in one post that their job was to be objective and dispassionate regarding reporting on the Bills, but in another post openly admitting to rooting for the Patriots to pull off the undefeated season. And even when the Patriots had lost the Super Bowl, there was Jason Whitlock insisting that they should still be loved and revered, that they’re still one of the greatest of all teams, and that the Giants were merely Super Bowl champions. Okay.

So what’s going to happen? I suspect that the extent of the Patriots’ cheating will never be known. It’s too late, too much has been allowed to slip through the cracks, and no one seems terribly interested anyway. But the scandal, along with the Patriots’ loss in Super Bowl XLII, has had one terribly beneficial effect: it’s pretty much put to bed the notion that this is the greatest of all dynasties. Put it this way: the Steelers of the 1970s dominated the NFL with one of the greatest defenses of all time. The 49ers of the 1980s dominated with the greatest quarterback in history. The Cowboys of the 1990s dominated with the best running back in history. The Patriots of the 2000s dominated with…videotape.

Setting dynasties aside, here’s an article by John Czarnecki listing the greatest single season teams ever. Maybe it’s churlish of me, but as a Buffalo Bills fan, I have been told by other NFL fans ever since Super Bowl XXVIII ended that the Bills could not be considered one of the great teams because they didn’t win the Super Bowl. Well, if that’s the logic, then it also applies to the 2007 Patriots, shouldn’t it?

(A brief aside: it always shocks me when I read articles like this, and I see that the single best team that I have ever seen since I started paying attention to football, the 1991 Redskins, again forgotten. Why does that team get so little love? That team scored 485 points and only gave up 224, which is a staggering differential; both their offense and their defense were in the top five that year; they went 14-2, with their losses coming to rivals within their division, then the toughest division in football, and those losses by a combined five points; their offensive line gave up nine sacks all year (compare to this year’s Pats, almost universally cited as the contemporary Gold Standard of O-line play, who gave up twenty-one sacks). The 1991 Redskins were just amazing, and I say that as a Bills fan who had to watch them get blown out in the Super Bowl. I suspect that one reason the 1991 ‘Skins aren’t often remembered is because of their quarterback. Mark Rypien had a career year in 1991, but within two years he was gone from Washington and spent the rest of his career as a journeyman. If Rypien had had a Hall of Fame career, instead of being really good for a couple of years and then fading, I’ll bet the ’91 Redskins would be remembered a lot better than they are.)

Also, we can set aside the notion, voiced constantly over the course of 2007, that we were seeing the greatest quarterback in history at the peak of his career. Sorry, but Tom Brady is still not the equal of Joe Montana in my mind. Montana never lost on the biggest stage. When Montana twice went into a Super Bowl against a clearly inferior opponent, he blew them out (including the biggest blowout in Super Bowl history, 55-10 in Super Bowl XXIV), and those two inferior teams were themselves quarterbacked by future Hall of Famers (Dan Marino and John Elway). When Montana came into the final moments of a Super Bowl facing a three-point deficit, meaning he had to either score at least a field goal or go home the loser, he didn’t just get the field goal; he got the touchdown to win the game. True, he had more time in his score-or-die scenario (two minutes versus fifty-some seconds), but he also had more ground to cover (he took the field with his team at its own eight-yard line). Brady’s got rings, but rings don’t create football myth. Situations create football myth, and Brady’s situations simply don’t compare to Montana’s.

(But let’s be clear: Brady’s a clear Hall of Famer and one of the best of all time. I’m not presenting an argument that he sucks; just that he’s overrated.)

Another odd notion that seems to be falling aside a bit is the canard that the Patriots are somehow special, that they rise above the fray and that they are just a bunch of humble guys who have set aside their egos to form this astonishing team. Well, having watched these guys for years, I’m not sure where the humility idea comes from. This year I saw Junior Seau dancing around obnoxiously after every play he made, no matter how pedestrian. I saw Vince Wilfork get fined multiple times for dirty plays, including his hit of JP Losman on the knee. (No, I don’t for one second believe that he wasn’t going for Losman’s knee. There’s no reason at all for his arm to be extended in that way if he wasn’t.) I’ve seen Rodney Harrison make dirty hits for years. When Richard Seymour was called out for trash-talking at the Super Bowl, when the Patriots were still up 14-10 in the final minutes of the fourth quarter, does anyone seriously believe that such un-humble behavior was really out of character for this team? And then there’s Randy Moss, who somehow gets credit this year for being on his best behavior, which is his history as a player, when he is winning. If Moss resigns with New England, and he’s still with them in two or three years, let’s see how happy he’s acting if the team is 10-6 and making an early exit in the playoffs. I have a strong feeling that we haven’t seen the last of the “I don’t play hard all the time” Randy Moss.

Finally, what does the future hold for the Patriots? Lots of people think that as long as Brady’s around, they’ll be a juggernaut. Brady himself recently said that he’d like to play as long as Vinny Testaverde did. I think that’s unrealistic, and it’s more likely that Brady’s longevity will be a victim of his success. The problem for him there is the amount of playoff action he’s seen. Brady has started all seventeen of the Patriots’ playoff games over the last seven years. Since an entire football season is only sixteen games, that means that Brady has literally played the equivalent of eight seasons of football in seven years. That takes a toll, and in football terms, it takes its toll fairly quickly. Brady’s still pretty robust, and he’s probably good for another four or five years, but there’s no way he plays into his forties. (And I’m not just ripping on Brady here, either. The same can be said of Peyton Manning, who has fourteen playoff games under his belt.) Playoff football is just as physical as regular football, and guys who make a lot of deep playoff runs in a short period of time tend to fade quickly when they do. And even the guys like John Elway and Dan Marino, who are poster children for longevity in the NFL, had to pay the same piper. With one more playoff game, which is probably a dead certainty barring injury, Brady will equal the number that Marino had for his entire career. He’s got only five more to tie Elway, and six to catch Montana. But those guys didn’t pack their playoff appearances into so short a period as Brady has, either; better comparisons might be Jim Kelly (17 career playoff games in nine years), Troy Aikman (16 career playoff games in nine years), and Steve Young (14 career playoff games in seven years, although he also appeared in six playoff games before that in relief of Joe Montana, all of those in late-game, mop-up situations). Basically, I doubt very much if the Tom Brady era has more than four or five seasons left in it, and the more deep playoff runs he makes, the shorter it’ll be.

OK, so that should put all of that to bed. There, that didn’t hurt so much, did it?

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Things I wish I’d said, #1

Here’s a new series I’m starting, on the spur of the moment. It won’t be a regular thing, just whenever I hear something that makes me think, “Geez, I wish I’d have said that.”

A few minutes ago I was driving home from the Y, listening to Schopp and the Bulldog on WGR (Buffalo’s all-sportstalk AM radio station, for you non-Buffalonians), and of course, they were talking about the Super Bowl. One thing they discussed, in passing, was the fact that Super Bowl XLII was the highest-rated Super Bowl ever, and was the second highest-rated TV show ever, ranking behind, of course, the original airing of the M*A*S*H series finale. And Schopp says: “Well, we know that the 1972 Dolphins got to pop the corks on their champagne yesterday. Do you suppose that Jamie Farr and Alan Alda pop the corks too, when they learn their show is still the highest-rated ever?”

I thought that was funny.

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Let a warm glow spread throughout the land!

Congratulations to the 2007 New England Patriots, who have just eclipsed the 1998 Minnesota Vikings and the 2004 Pittsburgh Steelers as the greatest team to fail to win the Super Bowl. This is a team that will never be forgotten! Let their praises be sung, and let the faithful advance all the tortured logic they can to assure the world that 18-1 really is every bit as impressive as 17-0, even though all of us who live in the real world know that’s just not the case. And let us not forget that Saint Tom has now, for two years in a row, come into a game facing a “score or lose” situation, and walked off the field having opted for the latter. So much for Mr. Clutch, the greatest QB of All Time.

OK, gloating aside, this was a terrific game; it was a sufficiently good game that had the Patriots pulled off the win, either 14-10 or 21-17 or 20-17 in overtime, I wouldn’t have even minded. (But if that had happened, I sure as hell wouldn’t have posted anything about the game!)

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Eagles 17, Bills 9

I suppose I should post about the last game of the Bills’ 2007 season, mainly for the sake of completeness.

Woo-hoo!

:: The Bills finished 7-9 with one of the NFL’s youngest and most injury-prone rosters. There’s some talent here to build on.

Meh.

:: Bills quarterbacks. Sure, Trent Edwards has shown promise. So did JP Losman and Rob Johnson, once upon a time. I’m not bothered by Edwards’s play in those two games with horrible weather; he seems like a smart and competitive guy, so maybe he learns better to handle that stuff. I dunno.

D'oh!

:: Defensive line getting run down.

:: Offensive line often getting dominated.

:: Offensive playcalling: early in the season they’d call daring plays at really bad times while late in the season they seemingly stopped calling daring plays at all.

So there it is: they went 7-9, which is what I originally figured was the very best they could do. And yes, I do take a “glass is half full” view of this team; there’s talent here and they’re closer, I think, to being good than they were two years ago.

But Marv Levy has just resigned, leaving the team behind again after two years as General Manager, and the worst thing is that for claiming that he was never going to serve in that position for more than two years, he didn’t have a successor ready to step in and carry on the work. So now there’s uncertainty in the front office again.

And even more pressing is that Ralph Wilson, the team’s owner, is still getting older. I really think that he’ll be dead within five years, and when that happens, unless something dramatic happens in this area, I have come to think that the Bills are almost certain to leave. When that happens, I very much doubt my interest in football will continue.

This is almost certainly the last football post I’ll be writing for this season, because I’m just not that interested in the playoffs or in continuing to try to invent new ways to call the Patriots names. As promising as the Bills were this year, I’m increasingly finding the NFL a joyless, mechanical affair, so much so that my posts on the subject are also joyless and mechanical. So, while I’ll still watch football, I probably won’t be blogging about it any more.

Thus, as long as they’re still in Buffalo, go Bills!

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Giants 38, Bills 21

Well, the home portion of the 2007 season is over for the Bills; only one game, a road game, remains, and then it’s the offseason. The season mostly met my expectations, although it exceeded them in some areas — particularly the team’s heart. Now, if their onfield talent matched the heart that Dick Jauron is able to inspire, we’d be talking.

As for the game itself, remember how I wrote that last week’s loss to the Browns made clear the Bills’ deficiencies? This game took those deficiencies and tattooed them to Marv Levy’s forehead. I hope he looks in the mirror.

Woo-hoo!

:: Kevin Everett’s return to Buffalo.

:: Jason Peters. He must be good, for his departure from the game due to injury to lead to the complete failure of the Bills’ offense to do anything of note from that point on.

Meh.

:: Trent Edwards, again. A really good first quarter followed by three quarters of ineffectiveness, with a dash of desperation-borne self-immolation at the end, combines for a solid “Meh”. I still think he’s got a lot of upside, but he’s clearly not there yet.

:: Eli Manning. This was the first time I’ve really watched him play, and he was not that impressive at all. I never liked him much after his petulant “I don’t wanna play in San Diego!” temper tantrum when he was drafted, and as it stands, the Chargers are certainly enjoying the last laugh on that score.

:: The Bills’ receivers, yet again. They’re too small, and nobody seems able to catch anything that’s not thrown right on the numbers. Sometimes in the NFL you have to be able to go up and get a pass or stretch out to snag one; none of these guys seems able to do that.

D'oh!

:: Run defense. The Bills were awful up front. I’ve been trying to figure out lately what the franchise’s single biggest mistake of the last five years has been, and right now, I’m leaning strongly toward the decision that Pat Williams was washed up and let go to Minnesota, where he’s only played at a Pro Bowl level. I’ve been watching teams with big, competent offensive lines and powerful running backs throw the Bills’ small-and-quick defensive linemen around like rag dolls pretty much for the entire duration of this blog’s existence. Please, Mr. Levy, get a big run stuffer!

:: Offensive line. I say it every week: they don’t blow anyone off the line, so the Bills’ running game consists of the occasional brilliant run offset by four or five rushes for less than a yard. Marshawn Lynch is a terrific talent, but the line still isn’t very good. Please, Mr. Levy, get a big center who can give the line some push up the middle!

:: The announcers. One exchange stood out, when they were discussing the fact that the Giants’ home finale next week is versus the New England Victor Von Dooms*. One of these two intoned solemnly that “It’s not the responsibility of the Giants to ensure that the Von Dooms do not finish the season undefeated. It’s their responsibility to make sure they’re healthy for the playoffs.” Since the Giants’ playoff position is already set — they’re the fifth seed, no matter what happens next week — the game is meaningless, so this guy’s saying that they shouldn’t go all-out to beat the Von Dooms, and maybe even rest some starters. And yet, is anyone suggesting that the Von Dooms rest their starters in that same game? Is anyone saying that they should take a loss and end 15-1 in order to remain healthy for the playoffs?

If the Von Doom’s are to be expected to play the game for real in hopes of setting the historic 16-0 record, then the Giants are equally to be expected to suit up to stop them. Nobody thinks for one second that Beelzebub Belichick is going to bench Brady Satan to keep him healthy; why should the Giants roll over?

Put it this way: the third batter in the ninth inning against a pitcher who’s gunning for a perfect game still has an obligation to try to get on base.

:: Dolphins linebacker Joey Porter. I caught one play of the Dolphins’ game against the Von Doom’s, and Porter recorded a sack of Brady Satan. And then Porter started doing that muscle-flexing strut thing that guys like to do when they record sacks. Ummm, Joey? Your team is 1-13 going into this game. You don’t get to dance for recording a sack in the first quarter. Putz.

:: Commenters on the Buffalo News‘s BillBoard blog, as evidenced in yesterday’s game thread. Yeesh, these are fans? I especially love the ones who think that the Bills “quit” in yesterday’s game. I didn’t see the team “quit”. I saw the team play hard and get whipped by a team that was well-equipped to whip them. Or the guy who insists that Trent Edwards is “worse than the last guy” and “another soft California quarterback”. What twaddle.

Next week: the Bills travel to Philly to play the Eagles. And Michael Strahan is our only hope. Remember, Michael: even Brady Satan’s ACL isn’t made of steel!

* The Wikipedia page for Victor Von Doom has this “Wiki complaint” at the top of the page: “This comics-related article or section describes an element of the series in a primarily in-universe style. Please rewrite this article to explain the fiction more clearly and provide non-fictional perspective.” What a stupid complaint. Someone at Wikipedia needs to remove the large piece of elongated wood from their colon. Who the hell needs “non-fictional perspective” about a fictional supervillain?!

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Browns 8, Bills 0

Well, that was disappointing, wasn’t it? I mean, I suspect that everybody already knew in their heart of hearts that the Bills weren’t ready for prime time yet, but still, it’s a bummer to see it laid out so plain. And this game was pretty useful, I think: it laid out in one afternoon all of the faults that the Bills need to address in the looming offseason if they want to get better in 2008 and finally end the playoff drought. I truly believe they can get there, if they do the right things. Yesterday’s game pretty much wrote the Bills’ faults on a piece of white paper and then took a pink highlighter and made them all stand out.

But it’s still worth noting that I said before the season that I’d be impressed if the Bills managed to equal last year’s 7-9 record with this much-younger team, after everyone looked at the players they sent packing last offseason and concluded that they’d be Teh Suck. My attitude was, “They were losing with those guys, and they can lose without ’em”. Well, I’ve seen enough this year to make me think that they might be not losing, but learning how to win. And just think: these young guys will be coming of age when the Colts and the Force For Evil From Foxboro are in physical decline.

Woo-hoo!

:: The Bills didn’t self-destruct, and they didn’t shoot themselves in the foot with disastrous mistakes, penalties, turnovers, and so on. Their failures yesterday were failures to capitalize and make things happen, not gaffes that allowed Cleveland to dominate.

Meh.

:: Trent Edwards. I’m cutting him slack because he’s a rookie, and yesterday’s weather at Cleveland was anomalous even for that city (and ours), but he’s got to learn to play in snow sometime. It took until the fourth quarter before it seemed like he figured out how to keep his passes from sailing on him.

D'oh!

:: The line of scrimmage, on both sides of the ball. The Bills were dominated. Offensively, pass protection was decent but run blocking was inconsistent. Meanwhile, the Browns were able to contain Marshawn Lynch and they were able to control the tempo of the entire game with their own rushing attack. On offense, the Bills don’t blow anyone off the line; on defense, the Bills to to get blown off the line. This has to be the top priority this offseason.

:: The Bills’ receivers. I’ve been buying into the company line that the Bills have a number one receiver (Lee Evans) and a bunch of number three’s, with no real number two. But frankly, after watching Evans fail to haul in passes that may not have been thrown on the numbers but were at least within range of his fingertips, and after watching yet another game where Evans’s contributions didn’t come until halfway through the third quarter (he had one catch in the first half, on a three-and-out drive), I’m wondering if what we have here is a number two receiver and a bunch of number three’s, with no number one. And they don’t have any real size at receiver, which is turning out to be a giant liability. There’s nobody the Bills have who can outleap a typical corner for the ball.

:: Tight ends. The Bills’ tight ends suck. There’s just no other way to say it: they’re a terrible bunch. And after dropping a perfectly-thrown pass on which he was wide open and on which he had nothing but open field ahead of him (he might well have scored had he caught the ball), Michael Gaines said this after the game (emphasis added): “I feel like I let my team down a little bit because if I would have caught it, I was one on one with the safety, and I like those odds.” A little bit? Ya think?! Look, when you muff a pass like that in a game that you lose 8-0, I personally think that your postgame interview should consist solely of you repeatedly banging your head against the door of your locker while you say “Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!” over and over. Ye Gods.

:: The Miami Dolphins. Way to win yesterday, you jerks. Now you have nothing to play for next week, when you take on the New England Iagoes. Dummies.

:: On the topic of the Iagoes, what is up with this “revenge on the Jets” and the chip on their shoulders? By what right do these guys get to be angry about anything? They’re the ones who cheated! This reminds me of all those cop shows where the cop who turns in the dirty cop to Internal Affairs is ostracized more than the dirty cop himself.

Next up: The Giants come to Buffalo. Only two games left, and then it’s “Wait ’til next year”, and then I get my Sunday afternoons for movie watching.

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