Miami are taking a leaf from the Cleveland Browns playbook and are building for the future. But some of their musicians are understandably annoyed
Week one of Miami’s 2019 Tankapalooza was either a incite success or an epic flunk, depending on your perspective.
The Dolphins were hammered by the Baltimore Ravens 59 -1 0 in their season opener. It is hard to be this bad. The Ravens racked up 643 total grounds, with the Dolphins offering 64 of them on nine penalties. In a two-decade franchise operate of stanky football, this was the stankiest.
Some of the problems can be condoned: nearly two-thirds of the Dolphins roster is made up of new players, and they have a fresh-faced coaching staff. Brian Flores and his group came over from New England, hoping to channel some of that Bill Belichick brightnes into speedy success. When Flores first arrived, he preached culture and cultivate ethic. The Dolphins have since made a clear administrative decision: to build towards the 2020 and 2021 sketches, hoping to wait out the Brady-Belichick partnership that has monopolized the AFC East.
This is not tanking, Flores and the rest of Dolphins management hold: well outrageous. Tanking is losing tournaments on purpose; they’re just positioning themselves to be in pole position for the first overall select throughout this season and next. The detail that their program is the definition of a tank-job does not appear to pierce the minds of the team’s, umm, brain-trust.
Miami telegraphed their aims when they transactions away Laremy Tunsil, a top-five left tackle, and Kenny Stills, a respected veteran wide receiver. The Dolphins didn’t deal away aging veterinarians, Tunsil was about to enter his prime times, and Stills was already there. Both would have been perfect complements to a young quarterback.
And getting a young quarterback is the stately design: chow away one or two seasons in order to land one of college football’s next top superstar quarterbacks, Alabama’s Tua Tagovailoa at the end of this season or Trevor Lawrence of Clemson the following year.
It is a plan similar to the one the Browns rolled a couple of years back. The one that culminated in an extraordinary quantity of drawing assets, a star-loaded, childish roster, the firing of everybody in the building, unprecedented publicity opening the 2019 season … and a similar Week One beatdown at the handwritings of the Titans.
Tanking is great on paper: it’s fun to dream. But watching your team get curb stomped for 24 months is not( the Associated Press reported that the Dolphins’ field was half empty on Sunday ). And here’s the other thing: it’s hard. This isn’t basketball. Football prospects are no sure thing- there’s much less variability in the NBA. Plenty of units have had multiple draft collects in multiple years and whiffed on each and every one of them( assure the Browns any year prior to Baker Mayfield and Myles Garrett’s entrances ).
Tanking constitutes appreciation on a spreadsheet or in video games. But things like human sentiments and contracts and wages make it more complex in the real world. Pro Football Talk reported on Sunday night that the Dolphins cupboard room is already close to a “mutiny” over the team’s attitude. The musicians’ future income will be held to whatever they put on tape during this season. Their current income will be restrained to team rendition and gameday bonuses. Multiple participates have already been in contact with their operators in order to get trade rotations in motion, according to the report.
We must revere the paradox of a player clamoring to get away from a crew that was specifically built to lose. We don’t want to be on this team that’s intentionally losing. But they’re on the team precisely because control thinks they stink. Exclusively three players impound any kind of league-wide value: 2018 first-round pick Minkah Fitzpatrick; Xavien Howard an All-Pro caliber cornerback; and 2019 first-round pick Christian Wilkins.
Miami deprived their roster to the bones in the offseason, punted on free bureau, then cheaped out on a revolve morass of groaning mediocrity. That mediocrity was disclosed on Sunday to an almost amusing extreme. There could be no worse start for a rookie head coach-and-four. Or, if the goal is to be the worst, it led perfectly.