Man, and you thought MAY was a slow month for football.
Just to give us another column to comment on, I’m writing here with a few tidbits to get us discussing things.
First of all, the Miami Herald today had an interesting interview with Offensive Coordinator Clyde Christiansen. What I zoned in on was Clyde and Adam Gase disagreeing on TD celebrations. Clyde said he has an old-fashioned point of view (like me), but Adam Gase is far more lax. Clyde is concerned about the penalties, but Gase apparently says “Who cares. Let them celebrate. Let them get a penalty. We’ll make up the yardage later.”
There are several things wrong with Gase’s view. Number one. a penalty is never, ever acceptable. ESPECIALLY a mental penalty that is 100% preventable. I know many of you disagree with me and Clyde, but Adam Gase encouraging these unprofessional and costly dances is a sign of immaturity on the coach’s part. Allowing the players to dictate the rules is never wise. In this case, the rule is “We’re allowed to take penalties because Coach Gase is cool with it.” It’s a horrendous way to instill discipline.
I wonder if the Gase kids are allowed to draw on the walls and throw spaghetti on the carpet, as long as they “make up for it later” but making their bed.
Number two, it’s an absurd notion that the Dolphins will simply make up the 15 yards later. When? After the dancing penalties, the Dolphins will be kicking off from their own 20-yardline, all but ensuring the opponent will have outstanding field position. For a defense ranked so so low the past few years, 15 yards is too much to give up. Gase needs to change his philosophy immediately and not worry so much about what his buddies, ooops, I mean his employees, think of him.
If he doesn’t get mad at players committing mental penalties, what DOES he get mad at?
Another June tidbit is that Monday Night Football is going back to the old Are You Ready For Some Football theme song. Ho hum. The networks REALLY seem to think that fans turn on a game to see the theme song. They pay Carrie Underwood or Faith Hill millions of dollars to sing a song that no one cares about. It’s like hiring female sideline reporters for their sports knowledge. Football fans will watch these ladies, but not for the reason their supposed to be watching. Let’s not be naive.