As a long-time St. Louis Rams season ticket holder, I have seen a lot of lows over the past decade. Dropped passes. Offsides after offsides. Interceptions, fumbles, missed tackles, games that were over before half time – the list goes on and on.
The futility never seems to end. Our draft picks, as a rule, are generally a bust. Free agency signings have been awful. Trades go south. Players get concussions and stay in to give away games. Other players get concussions, get sent back in and then get removed again, concussed by their own teammates.
St. Louis is guaranteed, once again, that we will not have a winning football season.
It’s all a broken record. It’s David Byrne, singing, “Same as it ever was” over and over and over.
This weekend, walking in to the fabulous Edward Jones Dome, it felt more like we were on our way to a funeral than an NFL game. And in a way we were.
The Rams days here in St. Louis are numbered. Coach Fisher says if you think the players have given up, “you can kiss my ass”.
Bottoms up, Jeff. They’ve given up.
Firing your offensive coordinator is only going to lead to more penalties, more botched plays, more offsides.
It’s all playing out exactly how Rams owner Stan Kroenke hoped it would.
Hire a lifetime under .500 coach. Stop all communication with the city and refuse to speak to any reporters. Make the fan base loathe you.
Congrats. You win.
We loathe you.
We’re tired of watching this sad sack of a team.
When they put up the “Make some noise” message on that pathetic scoreboard that has to be among the worst in the NFL, it’s all a joke. There is no reason to make any noise.
I was bummed when we went for it on 4th and 2 from the whatever yard line we were on in the 4th quarter. I knew there was no way the Rams would get a first down. I wanted to cheer another 3 points, watching the team double its output for the day.
It’s all so unfair.
Stan Kroenke should be docked pay. He should be penalized for mismanagement. Instead, he’s going to make out like a bandit, earning millions upon millions when he moves this sorry franchise back to Los Angeles. And we’re going to be stuck with a dome, trying to book tractor pulls and indoor rodeos while we wait for spring training to roll around.
Stan wins. We lose.
And I’ll say it again. It’s just not fair.