the broncos are awful

The Denver Broncos are awful.  Some people might say their record of 4-3 isn't so bad, but those four wins are from before all the other teams got better.  Head coach Mike Shanahan has one move left.  He strikes before the other team is ready.  He's the guy who punches the giant biker in the back of the head. Sure, he scores first, but then all he can do is hang on for dear life. 

I don't even know the final score of last night's New England Monday night game.  I'd actually flipped to "Samantha Who" and, for much less than a minute, the live premiere party of "The Hills".  Sarah hopes they're this bad all the time.   

But back to the Broncos' overall badness.  They can't tackle.  It's almost like they don't want to tackle.  It might hurt.  And it did enough to knock the vaunted Bailey brothers out of the game.  The Broncos' best player, Champ Bailey, left the game with a "groin injury", which could mean he felt he was risking his manhood by simply being on the field with the hapless losers.  His brother, Boss, or as we call him in Denver, "The Other" Bailey, left with an injury as well.  They should have played with nine.  There's a better chance Patriot running back Sammy Morris would fall on his own accord, and then at least people would say, "sure, they lost, but they only had nine." 

The Broncos are fricken awful.  I grew up watching them being mostly bad, but they were just good enough to make it interesting.   We didn't expect them to win.  We had John Elway and then some other guys.  I guess we did have three wide receivers in Mark Jackson, Vance Johnson and Ricky Nattiel.  They were called the Three Amigos.  I had a poster of them wearing Sombreros.   Sadly, though, they didn't merit being called the Three Speedsters or the Trio of Touchdown Terror or Triple the Points.  No, they were just friends. 

Last night the Broncos were mere acquaintances to the game of football.  They looked like those kids Peyton Manning might help on an off-season Sunday.  There's no leadership.  No enthusiasm.  Even the quarterback, you know the helm of the offense, looks lost.   He's got to get a haircut.   How can a team in need be inspired by a guy who looks like the Village Idiot.

At least last night I never had hope.  Right away it was evident I was better off going to bed.

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YOUR Broncos sound like MY Cowboys ~groan~ at least your coach is safe, mine is there at the very least until the end of the season, ha!