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Yesterday's game was painful to watch. I've said before that I'll never bitch about a coach with balls, but at this point I can't tell if Haley's more like Custer or Wile E. Coyote. Time to get back on your meds, Todd. Jesus. And Weis.... well, I haven't made my contempt for this overrated turd a secret, and it continues to grow week by week. I think we could run 400 yards and this assclown will still call a pass play on a critical 3rd and short. ****. And Cassel? No need to go there at this point. And the secondary is still a work in progress, surrendering far too many first downs on 3rd and long.
I'm trying to look on this mess as simply getting caught looking ahead to Oakland next week. Really, I am. We lost one game (Houston) that we should have won, and now we've won a game that we abso-****ing-lutely should have lost, which I guess makes us even. A win is a win. A win is a win. A win is a win. A win is a win....
But the coaching needs to improve. Dramatically. Our worst enemies right now are prowling our own sideline and sitting in our own booth.
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