I can't believe I am going to say this, but I actually feel bad for Giants' fans. That should really tell you everything you need to know about how their draft night started, as the longest running Eli Manning apologists have been insufferable and entitled in a way that only an overly obnoxious New York fanbase could. I am diametrically opposed to offering them any sort of compassion and yet, after doing a hell of a lot go laughing, I'm left with with this uncomfortably unfamiliar gut feeling that even they deserve better. After all, with the 6th pick in the 2019 NFL Draft, the New York Giants selected...even more job security for a 38-year-old quarterback whose ability to keep his starting job had already reached Peter from 'Office Space' levels of stupid...
After finally accepting years of the type of damning evidence necessary to override two Super Bowl MVP's worth of allegiance, Giants' fans were finally ready to go in another direction under center, and Dave Gettleman, in his infinite wisdom, decided that direction should be the same amount of steps backwards that Eli Manning takes before sacking himself. The crowd at MetLife Stadium last night would have welcomed the selection of a quarterback, so think about how badly you'd have to screw up said selection to draw this type of reaction...
Of course, it's not completely outside the realm of possibility that Daniel Jones defies the odds of common fucking sense develops into a quality player that ends up worthy of his draft slot. You might have to dig pretty deep through the dustiest of archives to find record of them, but crazier things have undoubtedly happened. That said, his selection at 6th overall, with Josh Allen and Dwayne Haskins still on the board, a year after passing on demonstrably better QB class for a running back, was - objectively speaking - such a Stretch Armstrong-esque reach that it almost had to be a product of either organizational sabotage or the type of laughably limited scouting you'd expect from a drunk searching for a quality bite after last call...
Even the astronomically more accomplished player who had every right and reason to be enraged after being passed over for a former ZERO star recruit whose football career at Duke was wildly underwhelming couldn't help but muster a laugh. And why not snicker a sigh of relief, as he ultimately dodged one of the bullets that the most dysfunctional of franchise keeps shooting right through their own foot...
Honestly, it's as if each increasingly inexplicable decision that Dave Gettleman makes in guaranteeing that Eli dies the Giants' starter is an attempt to make the previous one seem not as mind-numbingly stupid by comparison. Unfortunately, I'm not sure where he goes from here, because he just might have pulled the fateful Jenga piece in building an entirely unstable roster that's doomed for destruction.
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