Pivot Precipice
This is it. This is the Pivot Point of the season. Let me tell you
that I'm saying my prayers ... the extent of which is focused upon a petition to
take mercy upon our players. The heavens are rumbling & Zeus is cocked
& ready ... preparing his lightning' bolts to awaken the nation. The
wrath that is at hand will stir such a cry throughout the land that I shudder at
the magnitude of its pestilence & its scope. This is the edge of the
cliff ... the precipice to De-void. The gods must be
appeased.
1. Opening move, August 25th, The Rookie
of the Year the Sequel. A notice to chilly that what your looking for
is not in the pool (of players). First notice given that Joe Webb is the
most prolific athlete in the league needing to fulfill his destiny. Brett
needs the tool (Joe Webb) to succeed. Counter move, we'll have none of
that Joe Webb talk so we trade Sapp to Dolphins for Camarillo. Response by
the god's ... the tweaking of Cook's knee. We are to be severely stressed
opening the first two games with only 3-healthy corners. What was so
strong is now made weak. Do we listen to the gods?
Ha!
2. Next move, August 30th ... The Wall. Notice
to Chilly that he has too many tanks and not enough multiple threats. Is
it any wonder why our offense has been contained. Dugan, Tahi nor beloved
Sass is a threat to break not a damn thing. Warning you've been blinded by
Albert Young. We do have a multiple threat options that can cleave, but
can they block. A stern warning that Joe Webb be apart of the active
roster on opening day ... say not, to your own peril. A warning that
Ram-Rod is a multiple threat both as a kick returner, receiver & as the
heir-apparent to Chelor as a 3rd down back. Counter Move, Ram Rod is
traded to New York with Sage. Shock! Joe Webb is bottle up.
Other options contained. Response by the god's ... returner is looking
naked ... now covered by depleted receiver corp. Result ... no return game
and no viable 3rd down speller.
3. Next Move, September 1 ... Time Warp. Where
are the purple pants? Ignored. Notice to Chilly ... Joe Webb is
Perseus ... to defeat the Saints, Joe Webb must be allowed to streak through the
Saints defense. Of course, this is ignored.
4. Next Move, September 4th ... Emergency
Quarterback to Genius. Notice to Chilly to demote T-Jack to #3
quarterback to fulfill true role as the emergency quarterback. A brilliant
move that costs him nothing. The sternest warning possible to Chili that
you cannot contain Joe Webb ... the most prolific athlete in the league.
5. Next move, September 7 ... Distant &
Happy. Notice to EJ that he will be made to fulfill his destiny.
Two years of prolific play ... two years of disappointment ... he's paid his
dues.
6. Next move, September 9 ... A New Year.
Chipping in, respect & gratitude. Enough said.
7. Next Move, September 10 ... The Light. The
sternest warning to date ... the gods are not happy as they are ripping my ear
hole with screams of absolute outrage ... the revolutionary use of the
NFL's greatest threat ... Joe Webb. A gentle nudge that coaches ego's are
clearly in the way to our success. An appeal to the writers and
commentators to pick up the Joe Webb banner and fight the good fight. Do
not allow yourself to be told to sit down and shut your face. How one man
can turn the league on its ear. Result ... not even one word is
spoken. Spineless Wimps. The Joe Webb warning is ignored and
everything comes to fruition.
8. Next Sledge Hammer, September 19th ... 0 wins, 3 losses; URGENT
WARNING! Joe Webb is allowed to line up and we win. Response by
chilly ... we'll have none of this. We pick up Hank Basket to take
pressure off our receiving corps which now include Berrian (knee), Lewis,
Camarillo & Harvin (Hip). Can Basket return kicks????
Shuller, the second 2010 draft pick snatched up & away from our
future. Risk taken. Kaboom! This move once again essentially
slams the door on allowing Webb to fulfill his destiny by being allowed to slice
through NFL defenses. The gods blow a gasket. Absolute rage is the
order of the day. The gods are relentless ... shredding incessantly at my
soul. A message so pristine, assure, & clear. First sign ...
Harvin Migraine ... five now ... maybe down to four. Harvin's chance to
recoup practice time with Favre is thwarted once again. Shuddering at the
thought of what's next in store as the gods are clearly now mobile &
hostile. Joe Webb must be allowed to fulfill his destiny. The
continuum is shredding. No more lame excuses! This is a
battle you cannot win.
If you're planning to attend the game this weekend, bring an umbrella to your
seat as elephants just might begin to fly and crap all over you. I make
light of it but what is at hand you will see as no joke. Prepare to be
gutted like a pig.
Either way, with Joe Webb on the field or not, what you will see will be prolific.
It's a simple choice. You'll find me under my bed cowering from what lies
in store.
Can't you not hear the gods screaming at you at the top of their lungs.
Just try & tell me that you can't sense it all around you? What you
are feeling is a sense of both dread & wrath! Are we clear? Are
you getting this? Hello!
Let's not forget that
playing quarterback means that Joe Webb just might be more familiar with running
routes than Hank Basket come Sunday. At least he knows the system
better.
The Viking Ghost
Writer
http://MyVikingBlood.org
Date: September 23, 2010
