Greg Blache stands up to Cerrato and Synder...

[sportscurmudgeon]

SmootSmack:

I am not limited to Jeff George and Patrick Ramsey. Recall that "Someone" around here thought Bruce Smith needed to be in DC and to be a starter on the DL even when the coaches recognized that Smith was a hollow shell of his former self. That wasn't me - - or you - - or a dog named blue...

By the way, the QB who had to be kicked to the curb to make room for Jeff George was Brad Johnson. Johnson went on to bee a "Super Bowl QB" soon after the Skins got rid of him. Unless I was in a coma, Jeff George never made it to a Super Bowl without buying a ticket. And neither did Patrick Ramsey... Or did I miss something?

I do need to thank you for helping me win the honor of best sports blog for 2007. My time in Las Vegas with people seeking content providers for a variety of sports outlets was very enjoyable and potentially profitable - - maybe sufficiently profitable that I can fold the small management consulting company that my wife and I run.

However, I think the real reason I won that "contest" is because a lot of people recognized that I point out the illogic and the inconsistancies and the sillinesses that happen all over the sporting landscape - - not just with the Redskins or the NFL. Here on the Warpath, I only get to point out the foibles of the Redskins' FO and coaches and players when they stink in spades. It happens here; but trust me, it happens elsehwere too. In fact, I probably don't rag on the Redskins more than 1% of the time in my Internet rants because there is so much other material to deal with that is so much more outrageous.

Some folks here - - not you - - have suggested that I hate Danny Boy and/or Vinnie Boombatz. That is simply not the case. In order to hate someone, that person has to be a monstrous individual [Adolf Hitler, John Wayne Gacy. Jeffrey Dahmer] or one has to know the person directly to recognize the hateful aspects of his/her being.

For the record, I have never met Vinnie Cerrato unless I was in such a state of insobriety that I didn't realize to whom I was introduced. I have been in the same room with Daniel Snyder once - as part of a throng of people - and I shook his hand for all of three seconds. He does not know me - and surely does not want to know me; I do not know him - and have no desire to be one of the folks who takes pride in orbiting around his presence. I tell you this to demonstrate that I do not know either of these men, so I cannot hate either of them.