Childress and the 'play'

I can somewhat understand the temptation.

I'm referring to the last TD Minnesota scored on Sunday. 2:00 remaining. Ball on the Dallas 11. Vikings are ahead 27-3. It's also 4th and 3. What are you going to do?

I'm revisiting this because we had a bit of a similar situation in the BCS Championship game. From my post, I wrote this:

It wasn't. Texas got the ensuing kickoff and on the second play of the drive, Gilbert threw his third of four interceptions, giving Bama the ball on the Texas 27. The game clock showed 1:48 remaining. I ask,. You're the head coach, what do you do? I instruct my team to take a knee. Sure, Mack Brown had time outs in his pocket. If Brown uses one, then proceed to run real plays. If not, continue to take a knee and show a bit of class.

Not Saban. He showed that there were to be no classy win this evening by running the ball for yet another Tide score with 0:47 remaining. Are you kidding me? 47 seconds left. You have the game in hand and you call yet another running play. It was obvious that Texas was not going to call any of their remaining timeouts. Okay, the drive did take another 1:01 off the clock, Scoring that touchdown meant a lock. No, how about the previous TD meant that.

We see that Brad Childress must have gotten his copy of the Nick Saban Coaching for Classless series.

So, back to the situation. While it would have been too easy to just try to get four yards and take a knee or two, Childress calls a pass play...for a TD to Visanthe Shiancoe. And after the score, there was more jubilation on the Vikings sidelines. And one very hacked off Cowboys linebacker, Keith Brooking.

I know what was probably going throught Brooking's mind. "They're just running up the score." Or maybe "They're just rubbing it in." I get the emotional side, but for Brooking to actually go over to the Vikings sideline and start the verbal sparring is unnececesary. Let it go for now, but file it away.

Maybe that's what I should do, but I can't. It's not that I have a hatred toward Brett Favre or any of the other Vikings players, I can't for the life of me see the purpose of that play call.

But Vikings head coach Brad Childress sure does. It's almost like he it planned if the situation were to present itself.

"The Tasmanian devils were coming from Dallas that were about to bombard the state of Minnesota and run through us like Sherman through the South. All of us felt it quite palpably."

I get it. You were rubbing it in the face of the defeated Cowboys. You wanted to shut everybody up that picked against your Vikings. You wanted some type of revenge. But your aim was way off the mark.

Funny thing is it wasn't the Cowboys players woofing it up at your team throught the press. It was everyone that felt the Cowboys were on a roll and were going into Minnesota and beat the Vikes. Your vendetta shouldn't have been aimed at the Dallas Cowboys. But they were just too convenient a target though. There's no need to place yourself in the league of "classless". But that road was built a while back, wasn't it?

You remember, don't you? It was Brad Childress that decided that off-season signee Sage Rosenfels and Tarvaris Jackson weren't the answer at quarterback. So, you and offensive coordinator Darrell Bevell went to "recruit" Favre for your organization. It was too hard to resist. Favre wanted to play for the Vikes and Mr. Childress was all to willing to coax the legend out of yet another "retirement". It was Brad Childress that went to the airport and played the role of chauffer of the Vikings newest acquisition.

Sure, Vikings players are ecstatic having Favre on their roster, but it wasn't so from the beginning. Winning can make you forget you have feelings of resentment and hatred. Sometimes, those emotions go away for good, but what happens if Minnesota loses this coming Sunday? Will we see another "schism"?

If Childress was meaning to send a message this past Sunday, I guarantee you that "Who Dat Nation" saw and heard your messsage.

But when you bite this hard, you may not like the rebuttal.