1. Unless there is a big name on the chopping block, or a surprise release out of nowhere, the first day of roster cuts is generally anti-climactic (unless you are the one being cut of course). The names you see are barely recognizable. I don't mean to make light of the brick wall that dreams run into this time of year, but I am reminded of my old WWF days (that's right, it was the WWF when I was a wee lad, before the World Wildlife Fund put an end to that). There were the frontline guys, like Hulk Hogan, Andre the Giant, Rowdy Roddy Piper, etc., and then there was "the other guys" each week. Usually, you would see a headlining contest between Hulk Hogan and some other guy, typically named "Dave" or "Steve" or something vanilla like that. Dave would be wearing a baby blue speedo and he would not have the same amount of muscles or fans as his opponent. Dave never won. The first day of roster cuts is full of Dave's and Steve's. It is not that these players have or had no chance of making the team (though that is closer to the truth than the opposite), rather, they were mostly just brought in to get beaten on by the frontline guys for a month or two. I tip my hat to all the guys who find themselves out of the league today. Without them, the NFL couldn't charge full price for preseason game tickets. Wait...that can't be right.
2. While watching the Redskins face off against the Ravens on Saturday night, something kept occurring to me over and over again. Every time they would put Michael Campanaro on the screen, the song from Krusty's infamous Canyonero commercial would ring through my head. I can't be the only one, can I?
3. This Simpsons marathon on FXX is killing me from a sleep perspective, but I saw something last night that I had to share. In 1997, The Simpsons aired an episode called "The Old Man and Lisa" and in one of the freeze frame sight gags was the page of a dictionary Mr. Burns was using to find the definition of the word "recycling." As he scanned down the page, there was a millisecond where it froze on the word "redskin." It was defined as "usually taken to be offensive." I must have conveniently blocked that out at the time, or just forgotten. While I do continue to support the use of the name Redskins, two things occurred to me when I saw this last night during the marathon: 1) I can honestly say I was watching the Simpsons marathon for research purposes for the Sixpack; and 2) people who suggest this name issue is new or solely the product of the social media age are wrong. Just to combine two thoughts on the same topic: I am trying to find the appropriate analogy to illustrate how surprised I was when The Washington Post announced it was going to refrain from using the word "Redskins" in its editorial and opinion spaces. I was more surprised when:
- Danny Wuerffel didn't pan out for the Redskins under Steve Spurrier
- Sam Bradford reinjured his knee this weekend
- Michael Sam was almost undrafted