I miss football. I was reading over some Buffalo Bills message boards today (that means I was cleaning and taking care of kids if you happen to run into my husband). So in the course of my perusing I found a link to an old playbook for the 1994 Bills. I bookmarked it immediately. I did this because I'm a loser that has every intention of going back and reading through it over and over again until I pretty much have it memorized. By the time I'm done with the playbook I'll be able to step into a huddle and let the team know their assignments, proper terminology and all. I'll be Jim Kelly. Only younger and with bigger boobs, oh and decidedly less male.
In addition to preparing for taking over the QB duties this fall, I read an article about the current QB (Trent Edwards aka the Armenian Superstar) and got to thinking. Alot of people felt that he looked like he was scared to get hit towards the middle of last season. I don't buy this. I think he was trying to adjust his game (how he plays) to not get hit as often rendering him injured and leaving his team in the lurch with the devil at QB (JP Losman and yes, the devil does ride a bike and two is the number souls he stole that day). He was trying to go through his progressions faster (look to each of his options for getting rid of the ball) and trying to make a faster decision and this resulted in his rhythm being thrown off and consequentially not being able to connect with his receivers down the field and he'd dump it off to someone nearby.
I spent at least a solid hour today thinking about this nonsense. So if you think you've suffered by having to read one paragraph let me assure you that I could have gone on and on about this. I didn't. You're welcome. Now sit back and enjoy the above picture of #5. Yes, it is a desperate attempt to make amends with you for writing a blog about sports and not just rambling about how cute the players are. I'm hoping you'll take one look at the beauty that is the Armenian Superstar and forgive me.