I am not looking forward to tomorrow.
Last year, I was. This year, I’m not.
I don’t mean to be a whiner, but how many years can the Miami Dolphins go outspending in free agency and go 8-8? Yeah, yeah, its only been one season, but it feels like this is the new blue print for the Dolphins, doesn’t it? Stephen Ross wants to outspend everybody, get fairly good talent at obscene prices and be able to settle with an average draft. Or in last year’s case, a miserable one.
Look, I want Branden Albert. I’d love Jairus Byrd, but for $10 million a year? Each? I’m not sold. We need the offensive tackle, so I’m willing to say throw money at Albert, but can’t we find a cheaper safety? What about another offensive lineman? A guard? What about another corner? We need another corner. Running back? We need a running back. What about our Defensive Tackle? Should we be focusing on having to resign Paul Soliai? Nolan Carroll? Randy Starks? Chris Clemons?
Snaps for the Brent Grimes contract. No amount of money can be put on his leadership ability in the locker room.
Do we really want to be the winners of March and the laughing stock of February again? Please not again.
Maybe this sounds like one big complaint, but its not. Okay, it is, but don’t you see? Winning tomorrow means nothing and if anything it just reminds us once again our team is in the hands of people that faintly remind us of Dan Snyder, Al Davis (in his later years), and Jerry Jones.
Money doesn’t buy you everything in life and it certainly doesn’t in football. Stephen Ross led a rampage last free agency season with dollar signs leading the way. He once was too caught up with the orange carpet and celebrity owners and now he’s too caught up with pricey free agents.
What coach and GM want to come here if we have contracts weighing down the salary cap in future seasons?
Like I said before, I’m all about spending money on Albert. It’s a position we need so badly I’d say do whatever it takes, but not Byrd too. Maybe look at smaller names, less money, and build through the draft. Or, maybe not. I’m not calling the shots, I’m just concerned about who is.
I guess that isn’t new.