All weekend long, you heard it. Or read it.
“If Rahim Moore knocks that pass down in Denver…”
“If Ray Lewis doesn’t announce his retirement…”
“If the Patriots don’t mismanage the clock at the end of the first half…”
“If the 49’ers give the ball to Kaepernick four times at the end of the game…”
These were all comments thrown into the mix to somehow justify an argument against Joe Flacco’s new contract.
If I won the lottery, I’d be moving to West Palm tomorrow afternoon.
I love listening to knuckleheads try to dissect the high-level nuances of sports and throw that word “if” in there as IF it actually matters.
News flash for the experts: IF has nothing to do with anything.
Those same “if people” forget about January of 2012 when Lee Evans had the ball in his hands and a trip to the Super Bowl just three-tenths of a second away. IF only he would have held on. He didn’t.
How come the “if people” never bring up Tom Brady fumbling that ball in the snow against Oakland a decade or so ago? (But then the famous “tuck rule” was applied and the Patriots went on to win a Super Bowl).
Joe Flacco was the Super Bowl MVP a month ago. He was spectacular – again – in the post-season, where he has won SIX AWAY playoff games in five seasons.
Let me give that stat its own line — Joe Flacco has NINE career playoff wins…SIX ON THE FREAKIN’ ROAD.
So keep on saying “if” all you want.
Talk about hail mary’s and kick returns and bad coaching by the other team and anything else you want.
Joe Flacco has been in the NFL for five seasons. In those five seasons, his team (he’s started every game, remember) has made five playoff appearances. If you can’t ask for the most money in the NFL after you’ve gone 5-for-5 in playoff trips, and won nine road playoff games, and you were selected the Super Bowl MVP after your team won — when can you ask for the most money and deserve to get it?
I’ll just sit here and look at what happened and opine on that. There’s only one thing in sports that matters. Just one. The only thing that counts is the scoreboard. That’s it.
“Hey, nice round of golf, what did you shoot?”
“73? It looked like 68.”
“Yeah, I missed a couple of short putts. If I make those, I do shoot 68.”
“Right. But since you missed them, you shot 73.”
“If I make them.” If, if, if…
So, yes, if Rahim Moore knocks down that pass and the Broncos beat the Ravens, the fortures for Joe Flacco change dramatically. He didn’t. And they didn’t.
Get a grip on reality, folks.
What happened, happened.
Just check the scoreboard.
And Joe’s bank account.