Warner saves Cards from embarrassment
By Scott Bordow, Tribune Columnist
September 11, 2006
So this is what the NFL is like. A sold-out stadium. An opening day win.
Satisfaction guaranteed and, for once, delivered. Arizona 34, San Francisco
27. It's a start.
"You see the potential," wide receiver Anquan Boldin said. "It's there." The
Cardinals cut the ribbon on a new era Sunday, but they still haven't put the
past behind them. Yes, they won. Yes, they're 1-0 for the first time since
1999. But holding on for dear life against the 49ers, one of the NFL's worst
teams? Still struggling to run the ball? Committing stupid penalties,
missing tackles and relying far too much on Kurt Warner?
That's not progress, even if it's packaged in a shiny new box.
"We didn't make it easy on ourselves," Warner said.
No, they didn't, and if Arizona had been playing anyone of substance, it
very likely would be 0-1 and reading ugly headlines this morning.
That's not just a cranky columnist talking, by the way. From Warner to
Dennis Green to Edgerrin James, the Cardinals lit into themselves for not
burying a lousy 49er team.
Green was particularly cranky, criticizing the offensive line, the lack of
discipline - 11 penalties for 85 yards - and their collective IQ.
"I'm not going to be very patient," he said.
Green can't afford to be. He has to win this year, and if he has to hold a
few feet to the fire even after a win, so be it.
The Cardinals' offseason was devoted to the running game, but it's already
apparent that James and his gold front teeth are of secondary importance to
Warner and his golden arm.
James had a pedestrian game - 26 carries, 73 yards - but Arizona won because
Warner harkened back to his two MVP years with the St. Louis Rams,
completing 23 of 37 passes for 301 yards and three touchdowns, with no
interceptions. He did have two fumbles, losing one of them.
"It reminded me of the old days," Warner said. "It's given me a very similar
feel to what I've been in the past in St. Louis."
For all the hoopla about Matt Leinart, we were reminded again Sunday of why
it's critical that Warner remain upright and in one piece.
Warner completed passes to seven different receivers. He threw lasers, he
was accurate and he even used his creaky 35-year-old legs to avoid the 49ers
rush and connect on several big throws.
Leinart's not there yet. And it likely will be awhile before he gets there.
"Kurt's a good quarterback," James said. "That's one reason I came here."
Two plays - both on the same drive - beautifully illustrated Warner's
talent. He threw a perfect 24-yard strike to Larry Fitzgerald just as he was
decked by safety Mike Adams; two plays later he drifted left out of the
pocket, waited, waited, waited and found Boldin for a 6-yard touchdown.
"I'm not a guy who's going to beat you with my legs," Warner said, "but I've
always thought that I've got a good presence and know where the pressure is
coming from. I can make one guy miss. I can avoid a guy then make a play."
Warner ran over to the stands to kiss his wife, Brenda, before he headed to
the locker room. His teammates should have kissed him when he got inside,
for he spared them the embarrassment of losing to the 49ers.
"He played great," Boldin said. "He was poised in the pocket and made the
big throws."
The Cardinals won't like a lot of what they see when they review the tape.
If they play as unevenly on Sunday in Seattle, they'll be in for a whipping.
It's funny. For all the dramatic changes that occurred in the last six
months, one very important fact continues to stand tall and undisturbed.
This isn't the James Gang. It's Warner's World.
By Scott Bordow, Tribune Columnist
September 11, 2006
So this is what the NFL is like. A sold-out stadium. An opening day win.
Satisfaction guaranteed and, for once, delivered. Arizona 34, San Francisco
27. It's a start.
"You see the potential," wide receiver Anquan Boldin said. "It's there." The
Cardinals cut the ribbon on a new era Sunday, but they still haven't put the
past behind them. Yes, they won. Yes, they're 1-0 for the first time since
1999. But holding on for dear life against the 49ers, one of the NFL's worst
teams? Still struggling to run the ball? Committing stupid penalties,
missing tackles and relying far too much on Kurt Warner?
That's not progress, even if it's packaged in a shiny new box.
"We didn't make it easy on ourselves," Warner said.
No, they didn't, and if Arizona had been playing anyone of substance, it
very likely would be 0-1 and reading ugly headlines this morning.
That's not just a cranky columnist talking, by the way. From Warner to
Dennis Green to Edgerrin James, the Cardinals lit into themselves for not
burying a lousy 49er team.
Green was particularly cranky, criticizing the offensive line, the lack of
discipline - 11 penalties for 85 yards - and their collective IQ.
"I'm not going to be very patient," he said.
Green can't afford to be. He has to win this year, and if he has to hold a
few feet to the fire even after a win, so be it.
The Cardinals' offseason was devoted to the running game, but it's already
apparent that James and his gold front teeth are of secondary importance to
Warner and his golden arm.
James had a pedestrian game - 26 carries, 73 yards - but Arizona won because
Warner harkened back to his two MVP years with the St. Louis Rams,
completing 23 of 37 passes for 301 yards and three touchdowns, with no
interceptions. He did have two fumbles, losing one of them.
"It reminded me of the old days," Warner said. "It's given me a very similar
feel to what I've been in the past in St. Louis."
For all the hoopla about Matt Leinart, we were reminded again Sunday of why
it's critical that Warner remain upright and in one piece.
Warner completed passes to seven different receivers. He threw lasers, he
was accurate and he even used his creaky 35-year-old legs to avoid the 49ers
rush and connect on several big throws.
Leinart's not there yet. And it likely will be awhile before he gets there.
"Kurt's a good quarterback," James said. "That's one reason I came here."
Two plays - both on the same drive - beautifully illustrated Warner's
talent. He threw a perfect 24-yard strike to Larry Fitzgerald just as he was
decked by safety Mike Adams; two plays later he drifted left out of the
pocket, waited, waited, waited and found Boldin for a 6-yard touchdown.
"I'm not a guy who's going to beat you with my legs," Warner said, "but I've
always thought that I've got a good presence and know where the pressure is
coming from. I can make one guy miss. I can avoid a guy then make a play."
Warner ran over to the stands to kiss his wife, Brenda, before he headed to
the locker room. His teammates should have kissed him when he got inside,
for he spared them the embarrassment of losing to the 49ers.
"He played great," Boldin said. "He was poised in the pocket and made the
big throws."
The Cardinals won't like a lot of what they see when they review the tape.
If they play as unevenly on Sunday in Seattle, they'll be in for a whipping.
It's funny. For all the dramatic changes that occurred in the last six
months, one very important fact continues to stand tall and undisturbed.
This isn't the James Gang. It's Warner's World.