In speaking with my fellow Tailgaters yesterday about the plight of the Rams, we agreed on one conclusion - this team is so bad that it's become sort of morbidly amusing to see just how low they can go. Sort of like watching a reality show on MTV, you don't enjoy any of it, but for some reason its horrific-ness captivates you.
The only thing is that the amusement comes to a grinding halt for three hours on Sundays, because any way you slice it, gamedays are really depressing to watch.
But hey, it's Tuesday. We're six days away from the depressing part, so we can poke fun at them all we want, right.
Today in the Post-Dispatch Bernie Miklasz theorizes that this is the worst NFL team in the history of St. Louis football. Quite an accomplishment given that we were the home to the single worst franchise in the NFL for thirty years.
While Bernie's column certainly justfies his position, the part that really caught my eye was the Chris Lee photo that preceded the article:
(Rick Venturi, Brian Baker, Jim Haslett, Scott Linehan)
The picture just seems to perfectly sum up the Rams sideline. Utter confusion. But what was going through the minds of each of the quartet at that time? Our theories...
I don't care if he's wearing a helmet, when Tye Hill comes off the field, I'm punching him right in the head.
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Please don't get into field goal range, I got three G's on Seattle minus-24.
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Man, the Seahawks score just keeps going up. It's like a gas pump.
I don't care if he's wearing a helmet, when Tye Hill comes off the field, I'm punching him right in the head.
Please don't get into field goal range, I got three G's on Seattle minus-24. 
Man, the Seahawks score just keeps going up. It's like a gas pump. 
Wow...blimps are freaking awesome. 
