Mike Holmgren, if you dont want to end up like Mussolini, hung by your neck from a lightpost with piano wire, I suggest you go the fuck home this week. Go coach high school football or something. So much for your plan to pull out all the stops in your last year, apparently that means running between the tackles on 3rd and long, when your team is down by 12.
Blaming everything on the refs was cute in 2005, and some of it was deserved, but dont assume every single blunder made by the seahawks comes as a result of a yellow rag not being thrown. Josh Wilson might be the worst cornerback in the history of the NFL, and youre the one letting him stay out there to get assfucked by every receiver who lines up across from him.
Yeah there has been a disgusting amount of injuries to the team, but most of them have been reconciled by now. Injuries arent hurting the team anywhere near as much as the retarded ass plays Holmgren calls at the most critical moments. You have the offensive playcalling talent of a lobotimized offspring of a village idiot and TV weather girl. How anyone concluded that he was a genius in the field would baffle the people who created the hadron collider.
The running game is nonexistant once again, but certainly not for lack of talent. when you fail to use the pieces you have, you cant blame them. Maurice Morris has proven to be a poor man's Brian Westbrook, he just needs to have some plays drawn up specifically for him. TJ Duckett is a god damned monster, yet is only used when they need 1 or 2 yards. Julius Jones, the man who IS getting the ball, was signed to replace Shaun Alexander, since Shaun liked to skip to the line, bust a move, then fall down. Jones' style is completely different, as he runs full speed at the line, smashes into it, then falls down. It doesnt take Lara Croft, Sherlock Holmes and Angela Lansbury to discover the mystery of this wretched fucking offense.
Just go away, you might end up with a dozen or so less heart attacks.
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