I watched several other games today.
I saw a lot of bad football teams (FSU, Miami, SCar, Mizzou, Texas, OU) but the guys playing offense on all those teams looked like football players. We have one, maybe two, on offense who look like they have any clue. I can't speak for the receivers at all because none of them look like they've been coached to do a single damn thing. But Boobie Miles has the potential to be a good back. Beyond that? Who the hell knows.
I saw a kid come off the bench at South Carolina, stand in the pocket, make throws in the middle of the field. I saw him read the field, make the throws. I saw him play with guts and heart and lead his team to a win.
I saw an overmatched Texas team suck its guts up and take down Oklahoma.
I saw a Miami team that was down 27-7 with five minutes left in the third, but it kept grinding because the coaching staff there appeared to have a motherfucking clue.
This football program is SQUANDERING some of the best talent this program has ever had. Against my better judgment I ended up watching a good bit of the clusterfuck in shitsville and it was as sickening as anything I've ever seen.
Our offensive coaching staff is straight up amateur hour. Kodi Burns -- nice kid, but show me his resume -- is fucking co-offensive coordinator. I like Kodi, but what the hell? He was never a receiver (except in name) and our entire passing game is abysmal. They're not idiots. The gameplans they devised last season against UGA and UA were good (but they had Kerryon).
Stidham has gone backward. Name a single quarterback (other than Nick Marshall) who has improved in this one-note offense. Stidham is ruined. He's waddling, turtling damaged goods. The next time he makes a second read will be the first time he makes one. But who the fuck is behind him?
I watched part of Bama's game and admit to being a little underwhelmed by Tullahoma Tortinelli because most of his throws went to receivers who had nobody near them. "Those are easy," I said to myself. And then I watched Stidham overthrow -- by a lot -- receivers who had multiple steps on the DBs and one who was so open the camera panned back and there was nobody within 30 yards. Nobody. within. 30. yards. And Stidham airmailed the ball so far out of range that you couldn't even see it come down. I knew at that moment we were screwed.
I know we're stuck with that fucking fool's gold Gus.
I love Auburn, but he makes it really, really hard for me to care.
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