Grizzly Friday Morning

So the Panthers laid an egg on “national” tv last night when they lost to the Miami Dolphins in Carolina. It was definitely a game we could have, and should have, won, but the chips fell differently. Our porous run defense has been exposed for, like, three straight games now. This team has lots of problems, and sits at a disheartening 4-6. On the bright side, it’s really hard to root against Ricky Williams and his stoner speed.

I’ve read enough in the past few weeks to understand the destruction a full game of football does to a human body. It takes a full week of getting professional medical attention from trainers who are very skilled at their jobs. Which is all a long way of saying I kind of hate these Thursday games. Surely, more football in my life is ALWAYS going to be good thing, no one argues that. But this past Sunday the Panthers won a physical game against the Falcons and were given three days of rest before being asked to do it all again. The Dolphins had the same schedule and found a way to win, so bully for them. But as I watched last night’s game transpire, I couldn’t help but feel for the linemen, those guys had a helluva Sunday and were asked to go bang the shit out of their heads a mere half-week later.

This is where my mind goes when you sit watching your team rely too heavily upon Jake Delhomme. It was a heart-wrenching cock-punch of a loss, the kind the Panthers seem to specialize in. We’ve got the ten days to rest before taking on the Jets, and if the squad’s healthy, that should be another big win for us. Only time will tell.

Man, is there anything sadder than a fan of a losing team on a Friday?