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Rock Bottom

Greetings from The Booth!

Well, it’s what I call “Tweener Week,” the most useless week in the history of weeks. It’s that time between Christmas and New Year when almost everyone is suffering from Christmas letdown and doesn’t feel like doing a doggone thing. While some continue their Holiday break, some of us have to go back to work for a week of absolutely nothing. To get a hold of anyone you’re trying to do business with is impossible, and if you are lucky enough to reach someone, they just tell you, “let’s talk about it after the Holidays,” which is to say, “I’m in a coma right now.” Tweener Week should be a National Week Off. Who’s with me?

This week, I got an unexpected Christmas gift from the Washington Football Team. On Sunday night, that dreaded evening when post-Christmas Monday loomed large, the WFT allowed me to go to bed at a decent hour, as they were routed 56-14 by the Dallas Cowboys. For those of you who remember the so-called “Monday Night Massacre” when Michael Vick and the Eagles destroyed the then-Redskins 59-28 on MNF, this was the “Sunday Night Slaughter,” as the burgundy and gold JVs were totally embarrassed on national TV in every way possible.

The embarrassment starts from the top-down. Owner Dan Snyder has taken a once-proud franchise and turned it into the NFL’s laughing stock. Let us count the ways: bad draft choices, questionable coaching hires (Jim Zorn & Steve Spurrier come immediately to mind), a fantasy-football approach to trades (remember past-their-prime Deion Sanders and Bruce Smith?), suing fans over season-ticket cancellations, charging fans for training camp, and one of the worst game-day experiences in the NFL. Oh, and the cultivation of a toxic work environment that is, as we speak, being investigated by the league.

Then there’s the latest sideshow, as the Football Team saw the Philadelphia Eagles bring their own heated benches to Fed-Ex Field 2 weeks ago. In a sophomoric response, the WFT took it’s own HEATED benches to Dallas this past weekend–on a 70-degree night in Dallas. (Insert laughter here). Also heated was the nationally-broadcast altercation between Washington’s Daron Payne and Jonathan Allen as frustrations boiled over on the sideline.

In the past 20-plus years, the Washington organization has gone from a 3-time Super Bowl winner who filled it’s stadium week after week with it’s own fans, to a half-filled venue in God-forsaken Landover, Md. And most of those fans wear the opposing team jersey. For the few remaining Football Team fans, maybe it’s time to revive the Saints’ tradition of bags over the head. I know I’m the oscillating fan, but I think I’ve had enough. Yes, I’ll still probably watch the games, but with a detached interest, much like someone watches a car wreck. Which is what the WFT is.

For fans of the Washington Football Team, this is now Rock Bottom.

Happy New Year everyone, and until our next visit from The Booth…GO HORNETS!


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