If Pete Payton were alive today, General Manager John Alway would be gone tomorrow.
The Broncos ended the most bizarre season in NFL history in an oh-so-familiar fashion, doing what they’ve been doing for the past five years. Denver found a way to lose.
While Coach Vic Fiongio is everyone’s favorite uncle, he manages comedy-end-game-management in the same way he does comedy like Jim Carrey and Jeff Daniels: Mungo and Dumbar.
Las Vegas beat Denver 32-31 while Fangio reinstated the confused Riders sideline indefinitely by calling the timer before the two-point conversion proved to be the decisive score during the sunken seconds of the game.
Same old, same old. Anyone else in the Broncos Country besides me? This is not football. It’s slapstick.
“That’s the way it is,” Fengio said Sunday. “We just couldn’t finish games when we had the lead properly.”
And know what grief is? The quarreling Bowlen children went to court, the family gem was snatched from them by Dad, there is no way to fire the franchise president J. Ellis Alway or the fangs.
So what The Broncos need to do something more dramatic than run back this same mess and hope for the best in 2021.
Immediately after the tragic departure of the Broncos, Alve’s first se fiss move should be to clear the contract extension for safety.
He is our Winster. Will always be. But the 31-year-old linebacker who recovered from a serious injury that cost him his entire 2020 season is not what linebacker Von Miller is. In return for MVP’s performance in the Super Bowl 50, Denver has paid him about 100 100 million, in return for which Miller has given a huge return on investment.
Unless Miller is willing to accept a hefty pay cut, it would be more prudent to save 13 13.875 million by placing Miller with the Dallas Cowboys against the Alve salary cap or elsewhere in the league in search of happiness.
Broncos need to open pantry doors and clear odors.
Returning to their reverence has nowhere become a circular staircase. This franchise stubbornly pulls back the same mistakes, speculating that with a pinch more patience and good luck all this will be okay.
Well, it’s a big ile glow in the deceptive hue.
For five long seasons, the Broncos have been an incredible and boring average. On their best days.
While Denver may be the home of the most loyal fans in the league, how many season-ticket holders declare that they didn’t waste their money in 2020? During this epidemic, a football-mad city was reminded that from grandmother’s health to toilet paper in the pantry, there are many concerns about whether the Broncos will ever get their acting.
Since winning the Super Bowl 50, the Broncos have won 32 of 80 games, the same amount of wins earned by the lower Detroit Lions during that stretch.
The Duke of Denver has been reduced to Johnny Troy Hard. Elve is not getting the job done.
This is not to suggest that Bowlen will recklessly kick No. 7 out the door, as the alve is more appropriate than the pink slip written in a hurry. But don’t be afraid to throw a farewell party for Mr. B. Colorado football legend, who no longer dares to shoot anyone in charge at team headquarters.
So the Broncos see their time wasted, and wait for the judge to resolve this ridiculous food fight among Boleyn children who waste their late father’s legacy with an ugly spot on the control of the late 3 billion franchise.
Why is Uncle Vic still here, assigned to the team BabySite for another year? Because no promising young coach in his right mind will take this job until the ownership mess is resolved.
Unless Beth Bowlen stops hissing at Ellis (good luck with it), or the Broncos are sold on new ownership, it doesn’t really matter who plays quarterback?
Before some Knockhead suggests Alway should get out and save P ve QB Matthew Stafford from Detroit, please allow me to provide three words.
Please stop it.
Stafford is not the answer. Over a dozen seasons with the Lions, Stafford has won exactly as many NFL playoff games as you and me: Zippo. The winner is the only state that really matters to QB at this level. If Stafford has been unable to make Detroit respectably competitive, anyone who thinks he can make the Broncos elite should probably grab a course beer to wash the Get-Real pill.
With the top 10 picks in the next NFL draft, do you really trust the LV to find a quarterback rather than a draw? Well, Brigham Young’s Zack Wilson examines a lot of checks on Alway’s wish list.
Lok, however, promises that he deserves your trust. And its responsibility is the same as the work accepted by all NFL quarterbacks who deserve elite status.
“Looks like the other 10 people around us are the best. That is our job. If they make a mistake, it’s our job to fix it, “said Lock. “In my opinion, it’s the hardest job in the world. And I love doing it.”
I admire Mr. Lock’s bully. But he will need a big shovel to get out of the barn.
