I'm afraid so. Every year I'm the type of die hard Raider fan who cleanses my football spirit with the hope that free agency and the draft is going to turn everything around. I was duped into believing that the tandem of Asomugha and Hall were going to be the most dominate NFL secondary. I bought into the hype. I thought Dante Culpepper was finally the answer to QB. I believed it. I thought Fabian Washington was going to be a shutdown corner. He proved me wrong. No matter what boneheaded decisions Al Davis seems to make, I still believe in the franchise. But this draft was really hard to swallow.
First off, Heyward-Bey? Really? I know that the only time old Al gets that happy feeling in his pants is when he sees someone with great speed, but to pass up Michael Crabtree for this WR is asinine. Who cares if he's the fastest WR coming out of college? Who cares if he's got a height advantage? He's got concrete hands. Very, very bad pick Mr. Davis.
As for the rest of the draft, the real issue is that the Raiders seemed to pick obscure players who seemed destined for a practice squad, but we picked them in our second and third rounds. At this point, I think Al Davis might be throwing a dart at the war room board and whoever's name the dart hits gets drafted. Maybe he's even consulting the Magic 8 Ball, but he sure the hell doesn't seem to be using his massive knowledge of the game anymore.
I was surely convinced that Al Davis died about six years ago, and the front office just props him up like the dead guy on Weekend at Bernie's. If that's the case, can we get Frank Oz to use Al Davis's lifeless body to come alive with good decisions? Frank Oz made Yoda seem wise. Why can't he do the same for the body of Al Davis?
First off, Heyward-Bey? Really? I know that the only time old Al gets that happy feeling in his pants is when he sees someone with great speed, but to pass up Michael Crabtree for this WR is asinine. Who cares if he's the fastest WR coming out of college? Who cares if he's got a height advantage? He's got concrete hands. Very, very bad pick Mr. Davis.
As for the rest of the draft, the real issue is that the Raiders seemed to pick obscure players who seemed destined for a practice squad, but we picked them in our second and third rounds. At this point, I think Al Davis might be throwing a dart at the war room board and whoever's name the dart hits gets drafted. Maybe he's even consulting the Magic 8 Ball, but he sure the hell doesn't seem to be using his massive knowledge of the game anymore.
I was surely convinced that Al Davis died about six years ago, and the front office just props him up like the dead guy on Weekend at Bernie's. If that's the case, can we get Frank Oz to use Al Davis's lifeless body to come alive with good decisions? Frank Oz made Yoda seem wise. Why can't he do the same for the body of Al Davis?
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