Trent Dilfer... Go Away

There are many cliche euphemisms in sports.  "There's always next year" comes to mind for Cubs fans, which could directly translate to "The Cubs have been the biggest collection of pussies on a baseball field for the past 100 years" by one who's a realist.  There can be no downplaying, however, about how bad Trent Dilfer was as an NFL quarterback, especially a first round pick.  "He was okay" is beyond a compliment for the dude.  I don't care that he won a Super Bowl because of Ray Lewis.  The motherfucker threw more interceptions than touchdowns in his career by far, yet I have sat on my ass the past five months or so and listened to him critique damn near every quarterback in the league on one thing or another.  Just take a look at his career stats.

Who the fuck are you to critique a Heisman Trophy winner, or anyone else?  And if anyone is going to criticize Jay Cutler, it's going to be me and Chicago Campus Life's soon to be huge following, right here in this very blog.


How can such a prestigious network allow this?  Bleacher Report, who I'll probably end up buying out after I take over the internet  world says he's the second worst quarterback to ever win a Super Bowl.  I'm putting Broadway Joe in my top ten favorite athletes of all time because he gets drunk on the reg and tries to slang poon on the reg, which automatically negates him from Bleacher Report's list.  Doesn't matter if he's live on MNF or not:

Kinda reminds me of Kenny Powers at the "cancer kid's" dance

Now until Trent Dilfer shows up to one of Cam Newtowns Sunday Night games high off his balls on E and tries to slay Pam Ward on national television, his analysis means nothing to me.