Is This Team Even Worth Writing About?

Another week, another pathetic loss from the Miami Dolphins. At this point it’s basically tradition. Only the Dolphins could manage to blow a 17-0 lead against one of the worst teams in football but then again, what does that even say anymore when we’re also one of the worst teams in football? This isn’t a bit, it’s a lifestyle. This team is broken beyond repair. There’s no point in me even opening up HQ just to copy and paste the same blog every single week. 

How many times can I type out “sell the team,” “fire Chris Grier,” “fire McDaniel,” and “trade everyone” before it starts feeling like I’m using chat gpt to write my blogs? Nothing changes. Nothing will change. We all know the season’s over. Hell, even McDaniel knows it, just look at him trudging back to the locker room after the game. The man is defeated.

This team is mentally checked out. There’s not a single ounce of belief in that locker room. Honestly, I don’t even think they care about winning anymore. Week after week we get the same pathetic PR soundbites: “We’ll look at it on film” or “We’ll fix it next week.” Guess what? Nothing gets fixed. Nobody shows any passion, any fire, any hint that they’re embarrassed by this mess. When was the last time you left a Tua or McDaniel press conference thinking, “Wow, these guys actually sound hungry”? You don’t. Because they don’t. This is a pathetic excuse for a football team.

And the worst part? At least I’m self aware. I’ll call myself a pathetic excuse for a writer, but at least I show up. At least I put words on the page. This team? They’ve never shown up, and they never will, not until someone finally sells the team or cleans house from the top down. I’ve reached the point where I’m not even angry anymore. I’m numb. I’m used to being a loser. The only difference is I’m not getting paid millions to do it.