I come to you today, still battling the sniffles -- a chronic condition for Chiefs coach Dick Vermeil -- and attempting to maintain my streak of having at least one blog entry censored each day. I'm on quite a roll. Apparently, I can't even make reference to making reference to a joke. Next, they'll change the title of my blog because rocks might be offended.
Speaking of the Chiefs, Larry Johnson would have been the NFL's Most Valuable Player if he had been starting all season. The guy is phenomenal. As Penn State running backs go, he's definitely more Franco Harris than Blair Thomas. Or D.J. Dozier ... or Curtis Enis. (I know I'm missing somebody else.)
And speaking of Vermeil, don't feel sorry for him now that he's done coaching, or that he's still one retirement short of Sugar Ray Leonard. It won't be hard for a man with his qualifications to find employment if he doesn't want to sit around the house. He could find work as an extra, crying at weddings and funerals. He could even take my place on those Fridays when I look at my pay stub.
It was a strange weekend in the NFL, filled with emotional goodbyes (Vermeil, Bettis, Sanders, maybe Favre) and returns (Dungy). I'm still shocked that a no-nonsense coach like the Patriots' Bill Belichick would allow Doug Flutie to drop-kick the extra point after a touchdown. Not that the diminutive Flutie had far to drop the ball. The biggest risk was having it bounce over his head.
It was the league's first drop kick since 1941. Coincidentally, Flutie also made that one.
Speaking of strange, how about former Ohio State running back Maurice Clarett being accused of robbing two people at gunpoint in an alley outside a Columbus bar? Police are searching for Clarett after he fled the scene. Judging by his most recent times in the 40-yard dash, I'm guessing that he'll eventually be caught from behind.
In a related story, the Oakland Raiders have signed Maurice Clarett to a two-year contract.
