| Craig Johnson. 9th December, 2005 - 9:13 pm
 Finally the worst week of my life is coming to an end. Finals started on Monday and then Tuesday when I sat down to write my article, I suddenly did not have a dial-tone. Well, it’s Friday and I still do not have a dial-tone. The little telephone company that provides my service has no answer for me after I wait on hold for 20 minutes each time I call. The company says that they are located in Miramar, Florida, but I swear the representative I was speaking with was the notorious one wanted by the U.S. Government. I can even picture what his bat tunnel looks like. He’s got posters of whoever the Redskins are playing that week pinned up and loved the three game slide we were on.
But it’s over now and after reading my prior articles he just had to make sure I couldn’t write exactly what he didn’t want to read. Well to you hairy gremlin man who can’t speak English, here I am and I am writing. You can’t stop me from doing what I love most; writing on Redskins victories.
Wasn’t everything just clicking so well last week in St. Louis? The offense was led by the one-two punch of Clinton (You got my vote for presidency) Portis and the slashing running of unsung-hero Rock Cartwright. Both backs tallied over 100 yards each that helped the Skins to a 24-9 victory. The thing that really has me smiling is that not only did the Redskins keep a 4th quarter lead, but on Portis’ second of two touchdowns, it marked the first Washington touchdown in the fourth quarter in 12 quarters. Later in the fourth quarter Mark Brunell hooked up with Chris Cooley on a beautiful play fake for the second touchdown that sealed the deal.
It seems to me that the gods are starting to answer my calls. Funny that they are answering my calls but my damn phone company won’t. But the calls to the football gods are what are most important. I mean I can go through the holidays without speaking to loved ones (sorry for that one guys, I know that must have hurt. Call my cell phone.). It’s football season. Not the pre-season, not the start of the season, but the hunt for the playoffs; the hunt for the playoffs that has our Skins right in the middle of things. Right now is not the time for a phone anyway; it’s the time to remain focused. It’s the time to stand at your local water hole and be with the ones who share the same passion that you do. I started this column 16 weeks ago with just one little catch phrase that has kept me going. All in together now, “This is the year. I just know it.” With one victim down we have four more to set in their place. The next being the Arizona Cardinals.
Back in week 7, I asked for LaVar Arrington to come out and be that crazed pitbull that he is and he answered. Well, LaVar I hear a phone ringing and we know that it is not mine, so what do you say? Will you answer it? You don’t even have to speak, just yell into it like a cave man. Against San Francisco you got to harass a rookie quarterback now you get to hunt down an old dog that will not be able to run and hide. The only trick he knows is how to roll-over and play dead. LaVar teach him a new trick, like how to talk out of his ear-hole. Once you and the defense cause him to throw bad passes for interceptions than Portis and Cooley as well as Moss will do the rest. After that we get to come home with a two game win streak. This can be an easy game for us, so please don’t make it an unreachable task.
These last four weeks are really bringing back my childhood days. The NFC East is the toughest division and they may decide who is going to the NFC Championship game. Remember that it has been 80 games since Washington has appeared in the post season. It’s time to break that draught.
Last Week’s phrase of the week comes from my cousin David on the Harvard boy, Rams quarterback Ryan Fitzpatrick: “I wonder if his boyfriends name is Patrick Fitzryan.”
Craig Johnson may be reached at myterps34@yahoo.com |
