Sunday, November 7, 2010

there's a gypsy somewhere laughing.

Today's game was a metaphor. No, wait, no. It was symbolic of....it.....hmm. Let me try again.

Okay.

The game that was played today was three quarters and 13 minutes of great, gutsy football. The last two minutes was a dripping lizard abortion. The playcalling was alright, the execution as as painful as passing a necklace of kidney stones.

With 2 minutes left to play and a 20-17 lead, Drew Stanton's protection broke on a 3rd and 6. He scrambled right and, instead of sliding and taking the sack that would keep the clock running, he threw (HE THREW) a pathetic flick towards Jerome Felton. Which was dropped because it was an awful throw, a surprising throw. The clock stops, and a Jets offense with serious momentum gets the ball. They have no timeouts, but it's a play based on script that has been reused multiple times for the Lions: choking.

The Lions' mighty defensive line was held up by an absolutely terrific Jets offensive line. Then, a secondary that is merely okay, not good or even pretty good, is put on the spot. The linebackers are a joke and did nothing to help, all game (it is kind of funny, though: the higher paid and more well-known the linebacker, the worse he plays. Landon Johnson and Ashlee Palmer have been playing rather well, while Levy has been "meh" and Julian Peterson has been nothing short of embarassing). Of course the Jets will move the ball. Of course they will be put in a position to win.

Another cursed kick in the nuts was Matt Stafford again injuring himself. Does this person know how to take a hit? Does he know how to land correctly? I've had it with him - he's in the Crap Hut with DeAndre Levy and Stephen Peterman until he does something HUGE to win me back.

Probably the most insulting part of the game, the part that was spitefully cruel, was the injury to Jason Hanson. Hanson has been the last bastion of hope consistency and hope for a team mired in bad fortune, and to watch him crumple and be hurt enough to not come back in....it hurt the fans watching. And of course Nick Harris, a capable punter, turns out to be a horrific kicker. So who's going to come in and attempt the extra point? Ndamukong Suh. Dude's now officially played on offense and special teams (Fullback, Kicker...yeesh). Regretfully, he shanked the kick. It hit the goalpost, so it wasn't a completely terrible kick. However, that missed extra point could have made a WORLD of difference. Think about it: instead of Folk making the easy field goal to tie the game, the Jets would have to get the touchdown. That would mean a long, deep throw, with the defensive line playing like they are possessed. I would have given the odds to the Lions' D in that case, but it's a moot point.

They lost. This loss isn't like the earlier crappy losses, where they Lions seemed to be playing from behind the entire game. They had the lead. THEY LEAD THE THIRD BEST TEAM IN THE ENTIRE NATIONAL FOOTBALL LEAGUE, and they couldn't close. So, lessons to take from this game, in all its spiteful, angry, cruel embodiment:

1) Drew Stanton has been and always will be terrible. Dude's got chutzpah, but that doesn't get him any results. Ever. Shaun Hill was supposed to be the guy to bail them out when Stafford goes down, and he couldn't play. All Stanton had to do was run a clock-eating offense. And he failed miserably.

2) The linebackers are by far and away the weakest part of this team. I mean they are absolutely atrocious. Instead of looking at a Prince Amukamara or Patrick Peterson in the draft, maybe they should focus on a dominating outside linebacker. Or two or three, especially when they cut Julian Peterson.

3) Matt Stafford is injury-prone. He may be tougher than John Wayne's elbows, but that dude cannot stop being injured. If he wants to shake that label then he will have to play through pain. It also brings to light a point that some thought was no longer a factor: The offensive line needs more help. Still. A good line can open holes for Jahvid Best and Kevin Smith. A good line can block for their quarterback, can buy him that extra half second, can keep him upright. A good line won't get called for back-breaking asinine penalties.

In a weird sort of way, it was nice that the Lions lost this game. It was close and they played one of the best teams in the NFL doggedly. They went nose-to-nose with the best defense in the league and put up 20 points, including being the only team to score a touchdown against the Jets in the first quarter of a game. And now, after all the goodwill, all the hope, all the rampant, blind optimism, we can honestly complain about stupid decisions. Good teams make crappy decisions and their fans are completely at liberty to complain. We can now complain, and be angry that they didn't win instead of just being a-okay that they just hung in there.

We expect them to win now. And it is gloriously painful.

Underneath the larger fellow is David Carr. David Carr was pounded mercilessly during his tenure with the Texans. He was a talented first overall pick with a sorry offensive line. Matt Stafford stands a chance of being Carr v.2.0.

My blood just ran cold.

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