The speed of the NFL’s offseason never stops being overwhelming. Every year I know it’s coming, yet every year while we’re trying to wistfully reflect on another Super Bowl gone by, players are getting cut only 48 hours removed from the game, cap space is being clear, and the necessary gears are chugging towards the opening of free agency on March 12.
This is how awful clichés are born. Say, is there an offseason? No, of course there isn’t an offseason.
Yesterday several notable names were cut including Kyle Vanden Bosch and Michael Boley, and Titus Young has already found a new place to be a complete moron (don’t worry, Jeff Fisher has guns). Meanwhile, a decision regarding Chris Johnson’s contract has reportedly been made, although it isn’t finalized yet.
But lo, the cuts will keep coming, rapid fire styles. Just like in the olden times when the weakest men in he tribe we released deep int the jungle to fend for themselves, the cuts this week will mostly be of the aged and decaying variety. And with that, I give you Carson Palmer.






