BLUF: "With adversity comes opportunity"
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We took a butt whoopin' on Sunday and there will be no attempt on my part to insult anyone's intelligence by sugar coating it. Embarrassing. There's also no reason for the level of hand-wringing just yet as the Falcon were guaranteed to show flashes of their 2016 form, at least a few times this year. Unfortunately, their 2016 form showed up at a time when our team was off-balanced from changes to roster/availability. We play that game 10 more times, in the same situation, and we still lose at least 9 of 'em.
Are we beating Philly this Sunday with a similar active roster? Probably not. Can we find some sort of groove and beat some teams coming up? I feel so. Are we slipping through the cracks to make the playoffs? 50/50. Where does our future point? I don't know, but what matters to me the next couple of games is seeing the young players being ushered to mature at a fast pace under these stressful circumstances (Lewis, Woods, Brown, Switzer, Taco and hopefully Chidobe).
Even in a losses, I still find enjoyment watching the rookie/2nd year players develop on screen.
This loss should more importantly force the coaching staff to shake things up and come with a more aggressive/uncomfortable for their liking gameplan (didn't work in 2015 because the QB's sucked).
Let's face it, the coaching staff came into Atlanta with the the whole "We implement OUR gameplan, impose our will. Next man up...we feel good about about our depth in the position groups, etc." kinda attitude and it was eggs on faces. Garrett and company came away looking like confident idiots by not building enough variety into their weekly practice plays to switch gears when ole' plan-A didn't make hay. This embarrassing performance no doubt resulted in their pride taking a hit and that good ole' reality of the circumstances is sinking in.
The All Omnipotent Overlord, Big Daddy Emperor Jerry is not happy with his coaching children and has voiced as much. When Daddy raises his voice, the household listens...even the mice. Garrett's chain just got yanked yet again. Good..sink or swim. I'm not an old guy (40's) but am the youngest child of an old school family of bakers. The situation upon the team is now like the flour sifter. The impurities of trash players, coaches and complacent gameplanning isn't going to pass through the screen and will be left at at the top for all to see.
Good night and sleep well.
For the record, I'm heavily sampling Bourbon Barrel Quad by Boulevard.