Well, He's No Reggie Bush But...
There won't be any new faces for the franchise like Bush, Leinart or Young but Brad Smith, the first Division I quarterback to throw for 8,000 yards and rush for 4,000, will try to play wide receiver for the Jets, who drafted him in the fourth round.
"Toughness, competitiveness and leadership are all attributes that we want as many of our players to have as possible," Jets GM Tannenbaum said Sunday. "We think that's a common thread to successful organizations, not only professional football but other sports as well. It's something we're committed to."
Sounds good to me. It's careful planning, foresight, another mysterious blue print of the New England Patriot's brain trust, chipped away faster than a melting Arctic glacier.
Still, it'd have been more fun watching Reggie Bush run wild every week than exchanging theological discussions about Hinduism with D'Brickashaw over a buffet table loaded with the shriveling carcass of cow.
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Damon Returns
"Somewhere buried deep in the civilized mind, there exists the hope that tonight in Boston, a visitor will be treated at the very least with respect - and at the very best, with some measure of gratitude for past favors.
But we are not talking about civilization here, we're talking Fenway Park, and the visitor is not a human being per se, but a baseball player, and not just any baseball player but a member of the most hated organization in these parts that is not a foreign invader or a terrorist organization." -- Wallace Matthews.
Damon's got it all worked out. The ying and the yang.
"I expect them to cheer for winning the World Series in 2004," he effused optimistically. "And I expect them to boo because I'm with the Yankees."
I would think they should boo him mercilessly. Sure, he helped them beat the Curse but he's been cheered for that already. His crime is chosing their arch rivals to jump to and the boos on principle alone should far drown out any romantic notions with the past.
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