Iceman of the Week: Al Davis

In what is our first (and most likely our last) presentation of the award, the Iceman of the Week award goes to Raiders owner Al Davis for playing wingman to our boy Dan Snyder. Congratulations, fucker. Just when it looked like the Redskins coaching search was about to become the most embarrassing situation in the NFL, here comes grandpa Davis to take all the heat off of them (and take a serious run at Ralph Wilson as my least favorite owner).

I'm convinced Snyder has pictures of Davis in women's underwear. Seriously, there's no other explanation. Whoever could have foreseen that Al Davis would immediately regret hiring Lane Kiffin when it happened? Like, 90% of the population? 95%? Fun fact: If you take a 31 year-old guy with no NFL experience, and no head coaching experience at any level, and hand him the keys to a 2-14 team with a total of 3 talented players, you're not going to the playoffs. Who the hell knew?

Of course, as I was writing this, the Redskins hired an offensive coordinator without a head coach. So, nevermind. A little one-upsmanship? Touche, Dan. Touche.

Guest Blog: Rodney Harrison

Big game today, baby. Oh yeah! Hot Rod's coming to play tonight! Playoff football, baby, that's what it's all about. Especially against the fucking Chargers. Buncha pussies. But hey, it's all about the te---What?! No, I haven't seen your fucking helmet, Vince. You big, fat fuck. I will put my helmet right on your kneecap, then stand up and hit you again before you can get your fat ass up. Now get the fuck out of here!

Wow, sorry. Don't know where that came from. Anyways, like I was saying, we're just taking it one game at a time over here. You guys want to talk about perfection, but we don't care about that at all. I'm just gonna be playing my game out there. You didn't know I'm one of the greatest playoff performers of all time? What, can't you read? I told you, Hot Rod's gonna be making plays tonight. Just as soon as I get my pre-game ster--where the fuck are they? Who fucking took my package? BIIIIILLLLLLLLL!!! Where is that sleeveless fuck? He's gotta have some video of who stole it, right? FUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!

Jesus, I better go find Shawne.

Point-Counterpoint: Joe Gibbs

On the eve of the Redskins-Seahawks playoff rematch, we offer ourselves up as a forum for a little point-counterpoint:

POINT
Joe Gibbs is Hopelessly Out of Touch
by Sally Jenkins
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COUNTERPOINT
Joe Gibbs is as Fine a Leader as the NFL Has
by Sally Jenkins