I’ll leave the Matt Cassel melodrama alone because it’s been discussed for days. It’s not so much a question of whether he’s a good or horrible quarterback as it is a depressing vote by a few of deeply hypocritical fans who need to be spending their Sundays at church rather than Arrowhead Stadium. But anyhow, I’m getting off topic.
Brady Quinn is almost guaranteed to start for the Kansas City Chiefs (1-4) against the Tampa Bay Buccaneers the following Sunday. Numerous supporters achieved their goal, and they may now relish Quinn stinking up the place the way he did in Cleveland before ending his career on the bench in Denver.
Quinn wasn’t going to finish the job, but Cassel wasn’t either.
It’s probably a good idea to look forward, as a once highly respected team continues to descend toward the bottom of the terrible AFC West, because staring into the near future only makes you feel sick. The Chiefs will not be making the playoffs, barring some kind of miracle, and will instead receive a choice in the upper half of the first round.
I promise not to go all mock-draft nerd on you, but let’s just say that’s going to be the next time the majority of us get really excited about Kansas City.
All anyone can do in the interim is hope Romeo Crennel hits the freeway like a man chasing a cheeseburger. Although he appears like a great guy, he is a terrible head coach.
