Any long suffering Vikings fan could have predicted last night’s debacle. It was so typical that I was unable to yell or throw a single thing in my home. I’ve actually become comfortably numb with games like that. The one question I have, that no one has ever, ever answered for me, is: How do performances like last night transcend from year to year, team to team, coach to coach, owner to owner, decade to decade? How?
A guy I work with at the TV station, (I’ll call him Jeff, because that’s his name. I’m not sure what he does here, but I once saw him change the combination locks on the back door of the building) asked me a couple weeks ago why I never blog about the Vikings. I told him it was because they aren’t that good and that their bubble would soon burst. Keep in mind, I’m a Vikings fan. I realize that being realistic is not a normal trait for a Vikings fan.
I could spend hours detailing what’s wrong with this team. But I won’t. Suffice it to say that Christian Ponder is a below average quarterback in a league in which almost every team has an above average quarterback. Also, if you take Percy Harvin out of the equation, Minnesota’s receivers are a joke. It’s embarrassing. Add in a punter that kicks the ball 31 yards and a coaching staff incapable of making in-game adjustments, and there you have it.
When the end of the season rolls around, and the Vikings are one win shy of the playoffs, remember this loss to a very talented and tough Tampa Bay team. Wink.
Adrian Peterson is the Barry Sanders of the 21st century: Wasted talent on a crappy team!