I guess we should have known, getting a head coach with a name like Mularkey and being a Fort La Dee Dah native to boot, that should have been one of Letterman's Top Ten Reasons Your Team Is Doomed.
So, putting that little omen aside for a minute, lets address Jerry Gray's, ahem...., defense. A couple of words come to mind;
fraudulent
undisciplined
unconditioned
incompetent
uncaring
If ever the term "Paper Defense" could be uttered, now is the time. Between incomprehensible penalties, utter incompetence and Keystone Cops-like execution, this is just downright painful to watch. It's starting to look more like an audition for a Three Stooges movie than an NFL football team.
Yes, Donahoe is off in his own fantasy world, and yes, Mularkey routinely calls plays that reek of Robitussin Abuse, but the defense has turned into, ta daaaa, "Jerry's Kids". And I know there's going to be at least a partial evisceration for me saying that, but if we take off the scarlet colored glasses, that's an appropriate, if politically incorrect, analogy. The defense, from Jerry Gray on down to the last player, with the possible exception of Schobel and Fletcher, are challenged, impaired, disabled and bed-bound.
"It All Starts, Or Ends, With The Offensive Line". True enough. But imagine how the offense feels when they go out and score on their first drive and then watch the Defensive Eleven Stooges do their best imitation of The Ministry of Silly Walks?
Remember when the Dolphin's offensive line was arguably one of, if not THE worst in the game? Remember when the Bill's Defense actually got to Ferrotte this last debacle? Remember when the only thing that changed behind My Yami's offensive line was the quarterback? Remember what happened then?
Jerry's Kids.
Buffalo went from having one of the best defensive units in the league to being the laughing stock.
Jerry's Kids.
It's time to let Jerry Gray go and pursue his dream of being a head coach somewhere. I'd say, "Right Now", but I'll settle for "Right After The Jets Game".