I'll be honest, if feels like a missed opportunity. At one point late in last night's game, Marcus Mariota had 17 completions on 17 passes in the process of putting up 17 points against an opponent that had amassed 17 more, and that would have been the cleanest encapsulation of a team that - even when technically flawless - is the meh'est of meh offensively. Of course, garbage time trashed the linearity of a numbers' game that was somehow effectively ineffective, but not topping 20 points while going 22-23 for 303 yards and two touchdowns in a blowout loss is still a pretty good representation of a unit that is the physical embodiment of a yawn.
To be clear, I know they have been dealt a rash of injuries on offense and we're playing against the most prominent of pass-rushers in taking on a division rival that was riding in high on a 7-game win streak. Still, the only thing that could be more fitting of the Tennessee Titans than solidifying their quarterback as the most efficient loser in NFL history is, well, aggressively going for it on 4th and short by ultra-conservatively jamming the ball into the gut of a blocking tight end...
Actually, that might not even be true. After all, having the rationalization for taking that risk (which was obviously field position) immediately jammed 97 yards down their throat in a form and fashion that all-but-sealed their fate before halftime is also pretty brutally on-brand for a team that's as nauseatingly predictable in theory as they are insanely unpredictable in execution.
All in all, last night was almost a poetic display of the dull decency that makes the Tennessee Titans neither good nor bad enough to watch or talk about. It was the Mona Lisa of mediocrity, with the only thing that could have possibly made it more interestingly average being a shitload of 17's hidden in the stats.