Rather than taking my medical advice to completely ignore it and discuss it in only hushed tones, the Titans have opted to closely monitor Vince Young's knee and ankle. Fisher is still playing coy by saying VY is day-to-day and that he could play without practicing or practice without playing. I still say Vince Young is going to start that game, but you never really know when it comes to the true severity of a player's injury in the NFL.
Even though the Eagles come into Nashville down one of their best weapons in DeSean Jackson, they've got plenty of more bullets in the chamber. TE Brent Celeck, WR Jeremy Maclin and RB LeSean McCoy will keep the Titans defense busy enough... on another note, how weird is it that the Eagles have a guy named DeSean and a guy named LeSean. I mean, that's a little funny, right?
Terry McCormick has 3 things to be happy about and 3 things to be concerned about. Oddly enough, the economy doesn't make either list.
The Titans won't rush McCourty back into the line-up even though he was cleared for contact this week. That's a luxury I'm glad they're taking advantage of because we'll need McCourty healthy if we want to play in January, and it's an even better sign that the coaching staff is buying into Altteraun Verner as much as we fans are at this point. Either way, at least this won't be another Haper/Hood fiasco.
When Vince first hurt his knee and ankle, he feared he was done for the season. Just typing that sentence made me slightly ill.
I love all of these 'Brett Favre should have just retired' articles that are coming out now... like he should have retired out of fear that he'd completely implode on the field and then have some young lady publish pictures of his doink on the world wide web, exposing him as a perv and further humiliating his wife and kids. Of course, I'm just point this one out because if you change 'football' to 'baseball' and sprinkle in a few F-bombs this sounds like a line from Kenny Powers' latest audiobook:
It is a sad end for a 41-year-old man who always has been looked upon like Huck Finn, treated like Tom Sawyer and asked to do nothing more but throw footballs around better than hardly anyone ever has.