I don't know how much more of this I can take.
by: Riley Staton (@threewindrileys on Instagram)
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I consider myself a pretty big sports fan, especially of the teams I choose. Since the day I became cognizant enough to understand sports, I was raised knowing that I'd be a Titans fan. I've been going to games for years, so I'm aware of our more recent history and how we tend to do things. And if God gives his toughest battles to his strongest soldiers, then I must be his personal Winter Soldier at this point.
Once again, the Titans fanbase was treated to a wonderful subpar season with an injury list so long I got a migraine just from reading it. Great. In pretty much every article I write on this team, I'm left with the question of "where do we go from here?" But now I'm starting to wonder if it's the only question I'm ever going to be able to ask about this team. These past few years have been some of the most miserable, absurd, and frustrating times a sports fan can go through in their entire life and I'm tired of it.
I mean hey, at least Todd Downing is gone! There's never been a person who has never directly done something against me that I have despised on this personal of a level ever until now. I have had to sit here and watch this imbecile call some of the worst, most atrocious and mind-boggling plays, game after game after game, slowly watching him ruin any sort of ability Tannehill still had left in the small tank. Also he's a drunk driving scumbag, so double the fun. So now we have an opening. Oh, and who were they thinking of hiring to replace him? Matt Nagy? So much better.
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Not to mention the previously mentioned injuries that ruined the last two Downing-infused hellholes. Every single game we would lose a starter. No, I'm hardly kidding. The fact that we put that entire load on our poor running back is insane. Derrick Henry did not grind his ass off to be one of the greatest backs of all time to do this. Our offensive line is the biggest tragedy. The once-promising Taylor Lewan got what was supposed to be his late prime zapped away because his leg has had worse luck than a sober Irishman. I just wanted to remind you we replaced him this year with Dennis Daley. We gave Dennis Daley a starting role. WE. GAVE. DENNIS. DALEY. A. STARTING. ROLE. I mean hey, at least we missed the playoffs so we get a good pick!
Yeah so about that, nah. I'm willing to chalk that up to bad luck, especially with the O-Line. Radunz and Farley have had god awful injury luck, and nobody would've thought Isaiah Wilson would shit his panties the way he did the second he got into the league. I legitimately can't tell if we're the unluckiest team in the league or we're actually just that bad.
AJ Brown.
Oh yeah, we need more starting WRs? Definitely, not even in a sarcastic way. So we go and get Robert Woods. Yeah, you remember Julio Jones the year before? Copy and paste. So we trot out the most project-y WR off the board that year, Treylon Burks (what a consolation for AJ), along with the human embodiment of "I mean, he's playable?" in Nick Westbrook-Ikhine, and Racey McMath, bless his heart. Not to mention the free agency of like, what, most of the starters that weren't in the ER for the past two seasons?
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I am trying my absolute hardest to look on the bright side of this. Roger McReary has looked quite good so far as a rookie, we have a solid coach, Derrick Henry and Jeffrey Simmons are still proving themselves to be "him," and we have a QB contingency plan with Malik Willis. Is it actually the front office doing it's job, or is this broken clock right for once?
I need a pack of Newports. (not sponsored smoking is bad)