I have a list of teams that are woefully undercovered on this site that I’d like to get to (Cleveland, Denver, and any other team you commenters would like to see get some attention), but I have to call attention to UM’s favorite team right now. Largely to make him suffer more, which is terrific fun.
You might think we blog folk exist just to rip on everything and say everyone sucks. Not so. In the giant ocean of suckitude that is sports journalism, some work stands out, and Tom Friend’s ESPN.com article on the Skins is one of those works. Read it here. Friend takes the pulse of the Skins locker room and coaching staff, and what comes out is a portrait of an organization that, apart from Detroit, is the worst run in the NFL. Particularly damning is the portrayal of defensive coordinator Gregg Williams, who comes across a thoroughly arrogant prick. Some of the lowlights:
Williams told people that the offense was almost “high school” that first year.
Williams was heard bragging that he made more money than the head coaches he was recruiting against, that he carried more lumber than some head coaches in the league.
One player on Williams and the coaching staff: They think they’re f—— geniuses, thinking they can just let guys go and get away with handling people badly.
The Redskins’ safeties and corners do not meet together, which is practically unheard of.
There’s also a brutal assessment of safety coach Steve Jackson. Read on:
Other defensive coaches became officially peeved at Jackson for making Taylor “play like a robot,” and for turning him into a confused, regressing player who now tunes out coaches and teammates.
“And then Steve Jackson began pouting at practice,” the player said. “He pouts at practice. He’ll stand by himself and won’t coach anybody. This last game in Tampa, we had a player at halftime go up to him and say, ‘Are you going to just sit there and pout, or are you gonna f—— coach your guys up?'”
It gets worse. Reading the whole article, if you hate the Skins, is a joy. Brilliant work by Friend. If Peter King wrote this article, he’d spend 7 paragraphs telling you about an omelet he ate that morning.