So there weren't many balls beyond 5 yards ... panic to the world. To this bit of nonsense let us look deeply at a toss that just made it to the line of scrimmage. It was a bit of misdirection of Harvin going left, Peterson on the short toss going right. AD bashes his way down to toward the goal line. It brings a tear to my eye just thinking about it. There wasn't a team ever conceived that could deal with it ... ever! I filled my gap ... What the hell!@ It worked so well for the Vikings that it's soon to be outlawed. Farve just breaks the 100 yard barrier ... we need more vertical yards ... are you kidding me? Smell the toast. We're the bomb! When Farve finally chooses to hit the long ball ... brown shorts! Berrian ... in due time!
News flash! The long ball is not going to get these idiots out of their gaps. Misdirection will. With AD ... they have no choice ... they are moving ... there is no other game plan available. Destroy what is balanced! Exploit what is unbalanced!
A 2009 wish bestowed ... to be Steve Jordan way back in 1987 where not one Viking crossed that line. He was the rock of that team. Standing in those shoes I'd demand just one thing for my team ... "The Finger". A demand to be able to run at least one play per game drawn up with a finger in the dirt. Tahi leading Kleinsasser downfield left. Harvin and Peterson sweeping right. Chelor rolling the rock left halfback optioning targeting Sass! What the hell was that! Coaches scratching their heads! Players laughing their butts off! It doesn't matter what it is ... just do it!
These are just a bunch of kids ... yeah, coaches too! Gotta do this ... Gotta do that! What we gotta do Chilly is get it all out of our system.
Kurt Warner looked to be 1,000 years old. Then it hit me. Farve isn't getting older ... he's getting younger. By the end of the year, it's hard to imagine exactly how young he might get. Could the entire game plan end up looking like "The Finger"?
AD comes off the field with blood trailing down his arm. Black, blue, blood and purple; it doesn't get any better than this! The only thing that was missing was a Studwell slobber-snotter, standing in his blood soaked pants!
"Hi, I'm Brett Farve". Harvin greeting's ... standing with a wide smile somewhat in shock ... what must he be thinking ... how do I respond to the legend. "You're going to make me look good". It was like Forrest Gump being told, "Don't do nothing stupid like getting yourself killed". Harvin had almost the exact the same response. I hope I don't disappoint him (Lt. Dan). Harvin didn't.
Toine' makes the pro bowl. He's opens eyes. Now they gush over his field marshal dictates ... providing the blue print. His platoon responds. They say he is the most feared on the field ... no doubt it maybe true however, Toine' is now just one in that platoon. Most dangerous ... yes, because they feed off him. Superlatives be damned at who is best ... it matters not! What is clear regardless of whether its Toine' laying lumber or AD lowering his pads, finishing off a run ... we're puking just thinking about it. Screaming nightmares is the order of the day!
A Viking prayer. Message to the omnipotent one. Commish, do not flex our noon central start November 29, 2009 to Sunday night.
Don't fall into the trap. LT states, "I was an every down back". He's clearly calling out AD's manhood trying to force a bad decision. The difference is LT had no choice about what he was going to be ... what he was going to do ... and how he was going to do it. He's now in a different place and he has little choice over its future. AD has an option. AD's response, "I was a consummate professional". They are allowing me to do some stuff. I was made to learn less is more. The perfect game ... 3 carries ... 200 yards. No team on the planet can deal with AD when he's being fed the ball in the 3rd and 4th quarter, regardless if it's with a lead or not.
The Viking Ghost