We Should Have All Seen This Coming

I guess at the end of the first half of the New Orleans game, I thought this team might deliver on a promising start.  But New Orleans has a horrid defense and the Bolts STILL couldn’t finish them off.  Denver?  The Bunkos’ kick returners, which looked shaky again last week, helped us get that 24-0 lead.  The Chargers picked up where they were the week before and showed no ability to close out a team.  My God, Rivers couldn’t even lead us to a game winning field goal against FUCKING CLEVELAND. 

Then there was a pick on the one-yard line against the Queefs just to remind us all that even in a win, we couldn’t play smart.  Tampa was another mess and last week looked like that Chicago game last year.  I don’t want to hear any more about how AJ left Rivers with no weapons or that the line sucks.  AJ should be canned, but he’d leave behind one fucked up quarterback for us.  This is the second straight year that Rivers has looked awful.  I still maintain that the 2010 season was where the shittiness began.  Rivers put up great numbers with Tutu, Crayton and McMichael, but didn’t lead us back in a single game.  Fittingly, just one such victory would have won us the division.  Of course, who knows what horrors would have befallen us in January.

As I was watching Stafford, Schaub and RGIII on Thursday, I felt sick.  It wasn’t just the Tryptophan, I had a serious case of quarterback envy.  I can finally see a world where Norv (and maybe even AJ) is fired.  But I really fear what Rivers has become.  It sucks that things are so hopeless before December has even arrived.  A win tomorrow would keep Wild Card hopes alive, but we’d also be closer to being stuck with Norv.

Like you, I’ll be watching.  But as The Boss sings,

Everybody’s got a hunger, a hunger they can’t resist,
There’s so much that you want, you deserve much more than this,
But if dreams came true, oh, wouldn’t that be nice.



RIP, Larry Hagman

About Ross Warner

ROSS WARNER is a forty-five year old freelancer whose credits include Sports Illustrated OnLine and Blitz as well as numerous articles on his favorite band, the Grateful Dead. Blah, Blah, Blah. Yeah, I was on WNEW FM the morning after the Chargers made the Super Bowl. Having returned from Pittsburgh only hours before, there I was at half-court at Madison Square Garden in my #12 jersey and wiping my sweat with a "Terrible Towel." When asked about the future for the newly-crowned AFC Champs, I simply uttered "justice is coming." Like so many others, I first took notice of the Chargers during the "Air Coryell" period of the late 1970s. But as Dan Fouts gave way to Ed Luther, Mark Hermann, Babe Laufenberg, Jim McMahon, David Archer, Mark Vlasic, Billy Joe Tolliver and John Freisz my fanaticism turned to obsession. When Stan Humphries resurrected the franchise in 1992, I began calling the Chargers organization to share my plan to get the team into the Super Bowl. This began the stormy rapport with the Chargers' Public Relations staff which reached a boiling point at a 1996 "team spirit" luncheon when I demanded that guard Eric Moten explain his propensity for holding penalties. It was then I realized I needed my own forum. Founded in 1995, Justice Is Coming is precisely that. To decide whether this site is for you, ask yourself these questions: Do you think of Johnny Unitas as an ex-Charger? Are your three children named JJ, Kellen and Wes, with one of them being a girl? Do you think that Rolf Benirschke got a raw deal on the daytime "Wheel of Fortune?" Can you remember where you were on December 3, 1984 when Bobby Duckworth fumbled the ball attempting to spike it on "Monday Night Football?" Does Al Davis, a dark alley and a lead pipe mean anything to you? If you answered "yes" to any of the above questions, then you, too, believe that Justice Is Coming. This is a weekly look at the San Diego Chargers through the eyes of someone who spends most of his time thinking about the Bolts so you don't have to. But being a Chargers fan is not an obligation, although it sometimes feels like it. So I offer you this "alternative perspective." All the football, film and music collides in the centrifuge that is my brain and this newsletter is the result.