terrible-towel

Dear LenDale:

Hey! It’s me. Jacque. You may remember me from picking you (well, and dropping you today) in her fantasy football league draft. No? OK. Well, it doesn’t matter.

Anyway, I’m writing you today on behalf of Tennessee Titans fans everywhere. (I know one pretty well, and he’s really effin’ pissed off, man.) See, last year, you did this after the Pittsburgh Steelers lost to you in Nashville.

Not cool, LenDale. Not cool.

But you know what’s worse? You haven’t won a regulation game since.

You lost the next week in Indianapolis 23-0. You lost your playoff game to the Ravens (… the Ravens, LenDale) right after that.

Eh, it happens, right? No big deal. There’s always next year.

But it turns out … this guy? He didn’t forget about Sunday, Dec. 21, 2008.

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That’s Myron Cope, LenDale. The guy who invented the Terrible Towel. He died in 2008, but he’s pretty much the Patron Saint of the Pittsburgh Steelers, and when you stomped on that towel at the end of that game, I think Myron took it personally.

It’s just unfortunate for you Myron’s got pull with fate. Because, well, he’s pissed. And you sort of owe him an apology.

Look, let me lay it out on the table for you … You’re 0-6. You’re worse than the Washington Redskins, the Detroit Lions and the Kansas City Chiefs. You couldn’t buy a win, and as I type this letter to you, you’re down 59-0, and it’s not even the fourth quarter.

LenDale, it’s time you call someone — at this point, anybody in the 412 area code will suffice — and say you’re sorry. Tell them you’re sorry for stomping on their team symbol and maybe Myron Cope will let up.

Oh, but you’re not superstitious, you say. I get that. Most people aren’t. Sure, you lost your defensive coordinator, but talent-wise, you only lost Albert Haynesworth, and well, let’s be honest. Albert’s not really talent. (And he’s Dan Snyder’s problem now.)

There’s no other worldly explanation for your team’s woes, so logically, the only thing we have left to presume is that Myron Cope is repeatedly making you his bitch … all because you thought it would be funny to pull some punk move on the sidelines for CBS’s cameras. Good move, ace. Good move. Now everybody’s suffering.

So, that’s really my advice. You can take it or leave it. It’s your call. But I think your team — and the millions tens of thousands of fans — deserve something more than what they’re getting. I hear Myron’s a reasonable enough guy. I’m sure if you just say you’re sorry, he’ll be cool.

At this point, do you really have anything to lose? At all?

Love,

Jacque

PS: Coincidence that you got carted off the field today with an injury? I’m not so sure.

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