It's GusGus (and I don't mean the mouse from Disney's Cinderella.)
Oh, the quarterback woes of…well, half the teams of the NFL. The latest team to play quarterback musical chairs is my dad’s childhood fave Minnesota Vikings, who today benched Tarvaris “I Can’t Seem To Make a Name For Myself, and Will Probably Continue to Follow the Unsuccessful Career Path of Daunte Culpepper” Jackson for Gus Frerotte.
As much as I think this move by Brad Childress is questionable (the Vikings weren’t the worst team in the NFL last week, they just came out on the losing end of a bad call on a Joseph Addai touchdown), I welcome the continuation of Freotte’s career because it makes me feel young. Frerotte has been an NFL quarterback since I was 12 years old. I am now in my mid-late twenties. It always makes me feel better about my age when a quarterback from my formative football watching years is still active on a NFL roster, and there is a fair share of them – Frerotte, Brett Favre, Mark Brunell, Brad Johnson, Trent Green, Todd Collins…heck, half of me expects Rick Mirer to still be on the Oakland Raiders roster somewhere! (You’re telling me a thirty-eight year old Mirer wouldn’t be an improvement over JaMarcus Russell?) Continue reading