2012年11月19日
Ferragamo Handbag
As long as Freeman was in town,Ferragamo Handbag, it seemed, the offense would never be boring.
Cut to September 23, 2012,Ferragamo Bag.
Freeman is still in town (well, technically they played in Dallas, but we're doing a figurative thing here),Ferragamo Outlet, but the offense was downright sleep-inducing.
There's a lot of blame to go around for the uninspired offense that gained a combined total of 185 yards on the day. Some point to the fact that Freeman is taking too long to release the ball,Ferragamo Outlet, or that his release is too low,Ferragamo Outlet. Others say the play calling is, ahem, offensive -- that handing the ball off to Doug Martin to run up the middle on the first of every set of downs was the equivalent of handing Dallas the playbook and saying, "Hey, y'all, here's how to stop us. Kthxbye."
And who can argue any of that? But none of these excuses fully explain the utterly uninspired play that we saw from Freeman and the offense this week,Ferragamo Handbag,Ferragamo Bag. And so I have taken it upon myself to come up with some conspiracy theories as to why Freeman and the Bucs looked so darn bland against the Cowboys:
1) Freeman has a broken arm. And legs,Ferragamo Handbag. You guys, maybe he really couldn't throw the ball yesterday,Ferragamo Bag. Or run with the ball,Ferragamo Handbag. Because of his broken limbs. So Doug Martin up the middle was the only viable option. I mean,Ferragamo Handbag, sure,Ferragamo Outlet, Freeman managed to stay upright long enough to throw for 110 yards, but that's because... Oh fine, this theory is bogus. On to the next,Ferragamo Outlet.
2) It was a throwback game! Do you remember how often Tony Dungy used to send Warrick Dunn up the middle? And how every series used to be, like, up the middle, up the middle, short pass, punt! Well, you guys,Ferragamo Handbag, this was like a 2001 nostalgia game,Ferragamo Handbag. And, if you recall, Brad Johnson was totally a game manager-type quarterback, so Freeman had to play like one,Ferragamo Bag, too. Throwback spirit, and no creamsicle jerseys necessary!
Cut to September 23, 2012,Ferragamo Bag.
Freeman is still in town (well, technically they played in Dallas, but we're doing a figurative thing here),Ferragamo Outlet, but the offense was downright sleep-inducing.
There's a lot of blame to go around for the uninspired offense that gained a combined total of 185 yards on the day. Some point to the fact that Freeman is taking too long to release the ball,Ferragamo Outlet, or that his release is too low,Ferragamo Outlet. Others say the play calling is, ahem, offensive -- that handing the ball off to Doug Martin to run up the middle on the first of every set of downs was the equivalent of handing Dallas the playbook and saying, "Hey, y'all, here's how to stop us. Kthxbye."
And who can argue any of that? But none of these excuses fully explain the utterly uninspired play that we saw from Freeman and the offense this week,Ferragamo Handbag,Ferragamo Bag. And so I have taken it upon myself to come up with some conspiracy theories as to why Freeman and the Bucs looked so darn bland against the Cowboys:
1) Freeman has a broken arm. And legs,Ferragamo Handbag. You guys, maybe he really couldn't throw the ball yesterday,Ferragamo Bag. Or run with the ball,Ferragamo Handbag. Because of his broken limbs. So Doug Martin up the middle was the only viable option. I mean,Ferragamo Handbag, sure,Ferragamo Outlet, Freeman managed to stay upright long enough to throw for 110 yards, but that's because... Oh fine, this theory is bogus. On to the next,Ferragamo Outlet.
2) It was a throwback game! Do you remember how often Tony Dungy used to send Warrick Dunn up the middle? And how every series used to be, like, up the middle, up the middle, short pass, punt! Well, you guys,Ferragamo Handbag, this was like a 2001 nostalgia game,Ferragamo Handbag. And, if you recall, Brad Johnson was totally a game manager-type quarterback, so Freeman had to play like one,Ferragamo Bag, too. Throwback spirit, and no creamsicle jerseys necessary!