Tuesdays with Ursery: The Post-Romo World
November 6, 2014 - Finding Carter
Metaphors are kind of my thing.
I keep a notepad of metaphors to tumble behind on in box we ever need one. we kept going behind to it during Sunday’s game, since we kept wanting to find a worse metaphor. First it was like removing a raccoon stranded in your kitchen. Then it was like being stranded behind a Canadian newcomer in a left line who was softly confused about American trade laws and norms. Then Weeden threw another interception and we had to go to ‘significant wrist damage while pushing a primer delivery on rush hour 635’.
I’m not observant it was a misfortune quarterbacking I’ve ever seen, since that kind of investigate would be super depressing. But, leave no doubt, it was awful.
It’s funny, to me, that Dallas has had an chosen quarterback for many of a final decade, nonetheless there’s a poignant race of fans and internal sports media that can’t wait to see a post-Romo days come for real.
Well, if we are in that population, demeanour during Sunday’s product. That’s what you’re going to get, and expected for years.
Elite quarterbacks are singular birds. That’s because they’re mostly drafted so high. That’s because they’re paid restricted amounts of money. The disproportion between Romo and Weeden is large in size, though it’s flattering brief in population. Finding one of those singular birds that can run your offense (and, really, your team) is an well-developed thing, and some teams have been looking for it for decades though anticipating it.
It wasn’t that prolonged ago that Dallas was in that boat. Carter, Hutchinson, Leaf. Drew Bledsoe. Vinny Testaverde.
The contingency are, that’s a cove we find yourself in, maybe forever, before we find another Romo. They’re going to be there eventually, unless Romo puts on a Brady/Manning-like late career swell (in that box they’ll still get there, though they only won’t be there until like 2020, and a contingency are a frigid caps are gonna warp before afterwards and they’ll be a Waterworld Cowboys during that point).
So, yes, I’m articulate to you, indignant tourist on line 5 who’s insisting ‘Romo will never win a Super Bowl’ like that’s even a current critique anyway. Your judgment is to go behind and rewatch that game. Watch a final Cardinals drive, when an tired Rolando McClain and an tired Tyrone Crawford both forsaken to injuries (during a indicate in a diversion they should have been spectators, absent a terrible Weeden interception).
Watch Weeden destroy until a final mins to get a round in Dez Bryant’s hands. Dez can locate only about anything; unwell to find his hands some-more than twice in 10 targets is simply unconscionable.
Watch those fantastic red section failures to gain even 3 points. Watch what happens to this using diversion when defenses get to lie on it, meaningful a QB won’t pull blood behind them for it.
Watch that 2nd and 17 entrance out of a finish zone, where Weeden evaded dual sacks (Romo like!) though unsuccessful to get his eyes some-more than 10 yards downfield (completely un-Romo like!) and incited it into a 5 yard Demarco Murray catch. Romo’s ability to keep a play alive, though say his prophesy downfield and find a receiver operative a margin is what sets him detached from a Weedens of a universe (that, and being much, most some-more accurate as a passer, and carrying an implausible bargain of a descent complement and talent around him).
It’s a time that’s coming, and in all existence it’s going to come too soon. The post-Romo Cowboys are going to demeanour a lot like a post-Dirk Mavericks, solely though an all-world manager and ubiquitous manager combo. It’s going to be a dark, lonely, and cold solitude of nasty, brutish, and brief games; if you’re entertaining for that, afterwards we wish we enjoyed that microcosm of a destiny we were done declare to on Sunday. we wish we enjoyed it really much.