I have been going about my off-season in usual fashion, following
cuts and signings, analyzing and scrutinizing draft picks and trades,
in short, doing the small things that I hope will make the difference
when the regular season rolls around. Amidst all the studying, I
find myself, in very typical fashion, getting caught up in the opinionated
and completely speculative rhetoric of the "statisticless"
off-season, and the bandwagons this year, no different from any
other, are full-steam ahead.
I can tolerate writers bad-mouthing, albeit usually in a biased
fashion, the likes of Fred Taylor or Terry Glenn; I can fathom
the lack of confidence many have in Brian Griese, Jake Plummer,
Jim Miller, Marcus Robinson or Germane Crowell. Heck, I am getting
a kick out of the soap opera otherwise known as the New York "Football"
Giants and what the writers cook up about the characters, Ike,
Mike, Tiki, Ernie and the rest of the cast.
But, dealing with the predictable, yet arbitrary skepticism and
capricious trash talk about two of the NFL's hardest-working and,
to one degree or another, finest players is frustrating. The players
are quarterback Brad Johnson and wide receiver Rod Smith, and
on the "bandwagon train" ride writers from across the
spectrum, from Fanball to CNN/SI and ESPN, including such credible
guys as John Clayton. This, I am not getting!
Since when does Brad Johnson suck? It was not but a year ago
when this guy was the hottest quarterback on the market. Since
when did he come to deserve jibes like "Brad is long in the
neck but short on talent
" or to be, de facto, shoved
down the Buccaneers' depth chart? Initially, when it was announced
that Jon Gruden was traded to the Bucs, I was excited for Brad.
It seemed as if everybody else went in the opposite direction,
especially after the signing of "all-world" Rob Johnson.
I have always felt that Brad Johnson would be an ideal quarterback
for the "West Coast Offense." Johnson is much more mobile
than he is given credit for. It is just that he knows well how
to dump off that last-second short pass and let the more nimble
runners do their job. I actually thought it was a shame that he
was forced out of Washington. He was the perfect fit for the West
Coast-style offense Schottenheimer installed. The guy even reminds
me of Bernie Kosar, a little, and he was a stud, under Schottenheimer,
ironically.
It will not take too long for Gruden to realize that Shaun King
simply does not have an NFL-caliber arm, Rob Johnson, at best,
needs quite a bit more work and that Brad Johnson is the hardest-working,
smartest and, bottom line, best all-around quarterback he has.
In 1999, was it not Johnson that made a hero out of theretofore
"suckass" Michael Westbrook? Did he not pass for 4,000+
yards, have 26 touchdowns, and achieve a solid 90 passer rating
before falling prey to the Snyder-George-Schottenheimer debacle
and then falling into the abyss now known as Tony Dungy's Buccaneer
"O", which did not even have a real offensive coordinator
with any kind of proven track record. New head coach Jon Gruden
has acquired all of the complementary parts: WR Joe Jurevicious,
TE Ken Dilger and RB Michael Pittman. Along with the Johnson's,
Brad and Keyshawn, Tampa's offense will finally produce some fantasy-worthy
action.
All of this talk about Johnsons and I cannot help but think about
Rod
Smith, that is! According to one fairly reputable source,
only one of Denver's wideouts will make it all the way back this
season; Rod is suffering through a stress fracture from playing
through his ankle injuries last season and has thus far this off-season
been limited to riding the stationary bike to stay in shape and
Ed McCaffery is still recovering from his broken leg, and this
writer's "money is on 'White Man Deluxe'." This opinion
is predicated, of course, on the very well-founded and logical
parallel drawn between the hard-working receiver Smith's missing
of the Broncos' first mini-camp and Titans "workoutaholic"
running back Eddie George's missing off-season workouts last year
and his subsequent under-productive 2001 campaign. Oh, but of
course, the situations ooze similarities. Both players play the
same position
no! Okay, they suffered the same injury(ies)
no, again! Okay, they both, at least, underwent off-season surgery
of some kind
nope! They are both hard workers
okay,
yes, and according to this clown it stands to reason that two
hard-working players playing different positions for different
ball clubs with completely different injury situations will suffer
the same fate. Come on! The bottom line is that Eddie George's
poor season last year was all about three (interrelated) things,
not just about his being a hard worker who was unaccustomed to
missing off-season workouts: 1) the loss of fullback Lorenzo Neal;
2) his "between the tackles" bruising running style
and how tough it is on his shoulders, another part of his body
that was banged up; 3) his toe injury and subsequent toe surgery.
Those little digits on your feet are more crucial to an athlete
than you could ever imagine and injuries to them are tough to
recover from and easy to re-injure. Just ask Deion Sanders and
O.J. McDuffie what kind of havoc toe injuries and surgeries wreaked
on their careers!
Eddie George's sitch has absolutely nothing to do with Rod Smith.
I do not work for the Broncos' training staff. Perhaps he will
have a tough time getting back to 100% by Week One, almost four
months from now, or, perhaps, I am sitting here writing this at
10:00 p.m. on a Friday night somewhere in South Korea on a four-and-a-half-hour
"Mugunghwa" train ride from Andong to Seoul. Well, okay,
that unlikely event, cosmically speaking, is, in fact, true, but
this is the present tense. Point being, we do not know the future,
and these same guys that are burying Rod this year are the same
ones who had Jimmy Smith, a wide receiver like Rod, dead and buried
by June last year. 112 catches, 1,373 yards and eight TD's later
Opinion aside, all things equal, as they are at present, "Johnson
and Rod," in all likelihood, will rise to the occasion in
2002! That is not what my money is on; in fact, that is what the
Buccaneers and Broncos' money is on.
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