Enough of Fields

Jets79 · Oct 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM

LAJet said: ↑

The fact that AG is defending Fields so much is terrifying to me. Protecting their first major acquisition smells bad
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This is a bad bad sign to me

I get sticking up for your players, but you also have to send a message that this is unacceptable play

He is going to lose the team

Ralebird · Oct 14, 2025 at 11:58 PM

Cman69 said: ↑

Nah.. Spirit airways with a dozen connecting flights.
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I think Ryan is the Spirit of the (British) Isles. Except their planes don't look like bananas.

Ralebird · Oct 15, 2025 at 12:05 AM

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I agree, the guy we’re seeing now is terrible and I don’t want to see him back on the field. But I do still think he can be a successful QB. Possibly. Somewhere else, though. For now, he just needs to sit. After the season, he should move into Tom House’s guest room or some other QB whisperer, where he can be rebuilt from scratch. When you see a guy sitting back and getting swamped under while there are open receivers right in front of him, that’s a head problem. He’s lost all confidence in his abilities. Everything he’s failing at now he was taught and trained to do, and did well in the past.

It’s like, you have this buddy, right? And one Saturday he drops the kids off at camp, and his wife is in the kitchen in just this short, flimsy robe, looking all sexy n’shit, because she knows there are no kids in the house. And she gives your buddy this look, right? And it takes him a minute, but he’s picking up signs and gives her the same look back, right? And then she says, all soft and inviting-like, “How, ‘bout we go upstairs,” right? And he’s thinking, like, “Day sex - awesome!” And so they go upstairs, and they’re like tearing into each other and rolling around all crazy-like, and suddenly she rips off this huge fart. And they both stop, and she looks at him all offended like it’s his fault that she just blew one while they were all caught up in this crazy-sexy moment, when she was the one who suggested El Jefe's Taqueria the night before, right? So they eventually get back into it, but it’s not the same. In fairness to her, she’s putting all the work in still, but now he’s got that huge fart stuck in his head and can’t, y’know, get it back. So, after a while, he suggests they take a break, and she’s got this angry puss on her face like he’s making it like it’s all her fault, and he’s supposed to just motor on like nothing ever happened, right? But, like, the whole moment is ruined, and she storms off to the bathroom and barks at him about how he needs to mow the lawn today. And he says - yeah, like, whatever. And then he gets dressed and goes downstairs and out to the shed to grab the mower. Then he starts thinking, like, “Wait, does she mean I need to mow the lawn-lawn, or was I supposed to stay up there with her and mow the LAAAAWN?” So he goes back in the house and goes back upstairs, right? And his wife is there all dressed n’shit, so clearly the moment is now totally gone. And she’s like, “What are you doing?” - all matter-of-factlike. And he’s like, “I was gonna mow the lawn like you said.” And she’s like “Oh.” As if she never even suggested it, or something. And then he says he needs to go over to Dave’s to borrow some gas, and she’s like, “Tell Dave I said hi.” Fine. But then he’s walking next door to Dave’s house and he’s thinking, “Hold up. She hates Dave.” Then, he’s at Dave’s front door and Dave answers on the Ring doorbell. Like he’s too busy to get off his fat ass and answer in person. But your buddy brushes it off because he still has Dave’s ladder and doesn’t want to start any sort of bitch session about borrowing stuff. But then Dave says he’s all out of gas and meant to pick some up last week, which your buddy KNOWS is a lie, because he saw Dave filling his leaf blower last weekend and could tell the way Dave was lifting it that there was a full can. But whatever. So, he goes back home and grabs the empty gas can and goes inside to get the keys, and his wife asks where he’s going, right? So he’s like, “I’m going to buy gas.” And and she’s like, “Wait, I need to swing by Costco.” But he’s thinking, “Time out. Nobody just ‘swings by’ Costco”. That’s a whole ‘nother hour walking around a motherfucking airplane hanger just for a six gallon jug of Tide, or whatever the hell she needs to buy. Except, now he’s thinking he needs to just go along with whatever or he’s never going to get even an angry handjob ever again. So they’re in Costco, and he sees the lady with the little card table, handing out mini pigs-in-a-blanket. Of course he’s going over there to grab a couple. He asks her, super-politely, if she wants one, and she makes this face of disgust and goes, “No thank, I hate those little weenies.” And he’s thinking, “whatever,” right? But then he’s over with the pigs-in-a-blanket lady thinking, wondering just what the fuck she meant by “little weenies,” because they’re not really weenies, they’re pigs-in-a-blanket, which is a totally different thing. So she MUST have meant something by that. Anyway, skip ahead to later that night and your buddy makes a move like it’s time to continue what they started earlier. And she’s all, “Yeah, I guess we should try again.” Like what does THAT mean, “I guess we should try again”?!! As if it’s a question of trying one more time to unclog the sink or call the plumber! I mean, your buddy has been married to this woman for a bunch of years and knows she can go on angry streaks, but now she’s totally fucking with his head. So, he heads upstairs and she says she’ll be up in a minute, right? But then, like, 30 friggin’ minutes later and she’s still downstairs watching Desperate Housewives or whatever bullshit she was watching. And he’s thinking, like, “Fine. Two can play this game!” So he rolls over thinking he’ll fake like he’s sleeping and disinterested, right? So maybe she’ll work for it when she finally comes to bed. And then she eventually comes up to the room and throws on those frumpy friggin’ pajama bottoms when she KNOWS what the plan is and how those aren’t fitting the theme of the night. Plus, they only make more work for him, right? But she climbs into bed like everything is normal, no big deal, just another day at the office. And then, get this. She starts talking to him like he’s not really sleeping, right? Which he isn’t, but she doesn’t know that. At least not for sure. And then she goes, “I thought you wanted to try again.” Get that?!! “I thought YOU wanted to TRY AGAIN”!!! Like it was just his problem and this was some kind of wifely chore. I mean, they’re supposed to be a couple, right? For better or worse, until death do us part, n’shit? But now the whole thing is totally ruined and there’s no way he’s going to start something with her still in his head and risk a second disaster. Plus, he was pretty sure she mapped this whole thing out while she was downstairs listening to the Real Wives of Wherever or whatever bitch-party hen show she was engrossed in. No way he was playing THAT game! So, instead, he just grumbles something like half-sleepinglike, avoiding any real words that she’ll only twist around and throw back in his face. What started as a really cool day - ruined. Dismantled by a manipulative friggin’ see-you-next-Tuesday pretending like HE’s the problem.

Anyway, I’m getting a little off-topic. The point is - that’s how you go from a promising young QB to 9 of 17 for 45 yards.
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Anybody writing that much in a single post should be benched. Anyone writing that much without breaking it up into paragraphs should get released.

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