Bill Simmons of the Grantland Newsletter just penned a column The Book of Daniel asking if Redskins fans would willingly let the team relocate and be void of a professional franchise in Washington for three years, only to be promised an expansion Redskins franchise under new ownership. In completely unscientific poll on the Washington Sports Blog, a large sampling of readers are favoring this by 82%. Count me as one of them.
Truth be told, I have mentally relocated away from this franchise since November 15, 2009. That’s the day I willingly and knowingly skipped a game for the first time and just played golf. Now, when I watch, I expect defeat and humiliation but am strangely devoid of any emotion when it happens, which is probably a mild strain of PTSD. The culture of Dan Snyder has metastasized through this once proud organization and destroyed the game day experience from top to bottom.
I’m still watching this Death Star in its final stages on Sundays, and then tuning into the post game shows on Comcast SportsNet and the Monday morning sports talk radio shows to take the pulse of my fellow dysfunctional family members. Dysfunctional is a strong word and it’s not my intention to make light of serious psychological issues, but the Redskins feel like a dysfunctional family member. I’ve been a die-hard fan since 1971 and for the 43 years, these guys have been my Sunday companion. Through the good times, bad times, and ugly times, they are part of me. When a family member is in trouble, you often need to show compassion, but sometimes have to resort to tough love to resolve a serious problem. The tough love is relocation. I’m not sure which city would welcome Daniel Snyder in to ruin a local fan base (maybe Los Angeles), but someone would buy his snake oil, and it could be considered three years of rehab for myself and other local loyalists.
Danny’s too much of a fan for this to become a reality. The more likely scenario starts next Saturday when the boy owner experiences 40,000 green-clad Philadelphia Eagles fans buying up all the tickets on StubHub and filling FedEx Field for a virtual road game. We have not seen bottom yet but it’s getting close. Unthinkable back when Jack Kent Cook owned the team, but this is what it comes to. HTTR.