Be honest, Derek Carr.
Admirable as it may seem to take the rubber ball to the face for the dodgeball team, you can’t keep saying it’s all your fault when the Oakland Raiders play like they’re wearing two eye patches.
The Raiders’ problems are bigger than you, no matter how $25 million you make a year. You are neither the overriding plague nor the overcoming cure to this 6-and-7 blight.
You didn’t fire the offensive coordinator behind last year’s playoff offense. You didn’t not fire all those miserable cornerbacks from last year’s defense.
You’re not the one who forget how to pass-protect. You’re not Michael Crabtree, getting disappeared to the sideline one big play after another.
“Put it all on me,” Carr said after the latest loss, as if he plays 22 positions and wears all the wireless coaching headsets.
No, bud. You can’t refuse all credit if you beat the Cowboys on Sunday night and still think you can absorb all the shame if you don’t. This one of those fitted shirts you’re just going to have to share.
In the market for a marketer – Fresno State’s search for a new athletic director is moving at the speed of no hurry, no worry. A little advice if and when they decide to start cutting checks on that job opening:
If Jim Bartko’s focus was on picking pockets at booster meetings, and predecessor Tommy Boeh specialized in cutting sports and not shaking hands, and Scott Johnson mastered the art of losing discrimination lawsuits before that …
This time, kick the tires on a full-fledged marketer. Because, as all those empty seats at the biggest venues keep saying, no one comes just to come anymore.
Today’s kids don’t come to see a winner, or football coach Jeff Tedford wouldn’t have seen 10,000 empty seats every week, and the men’s basketball team wouldn’t be outdrawn by the wrestling program a week ago (pulse count, not tickets-sold).
Giveaways draw a crowd. Rebuilding a recurring customer base takes a meaningful strategy that requires money and savvy.
Good night, that reads like an endorsement for Pat Hill.
Spartan setting – My kids are going to Strathmore High, and not just because its football team played in the state championship game for the second straight year.
When the Spartans play ball, the whole town shows up. They pack the old stands. They line the track with lawn chairs. They sit together as land-working Democrats and hill-people Trump-icans.
They all stand for the national anthem, and they say the Lord’s Prayer after each game. They even showed up Saturday morning to see the team bus off for their state-final road trip.
They’re a community, and that’s worth its own trophy these days.
1. Imagine pulling your son out of high school because you don’t like his coach, and yanking another son out of an esteemed university because you don’t like his arresting officer, and shipping them both to Lithuania to work in the cold of Soviet winter. Gives new meaning to having a ball doesn’t it, LaVar?
2. The Hawaii Bowl is way over most of our pay grades, as far as short-notice holiday trips go. But if any team deserves a tropical vacation for Christmas, it’s Fresno State. What a homecoming for Jeff Tedford, huh?
3.Fresno State’s wrestling team, despite its 1-5 start, has pulled 10,000 people to its first two dual meets at Save Mart Center. May school President Joseph Castro get a Christmas bonus for bringing back wrestling, and we don’t mean membership to the Jelly of the Month Club.