The book is finally closed on Josh McCown.
I remember a game we played in Mexico City. It was against the 49ers, and they took a 14-0 lead on us in the first quarter by returning not one, but two, fumbles for touchdowns. It was hilariously same ole Cardinals.
So McCown leads us all the way back, and during a TV time out, the broadcast showed a shot of him on the sidelines screaming at our defensive players to "step on their throats!!!!". He was just completely lost in the moment. It was epic. What I loved about Josh was the Josh loved the game, and he didn't give a damn about any of the other stuff.
Side note, we ended up winning the game, getting us to 1-3 I believe. Bertrand Berry was walking around Aztec stadium, waving a big Cardinals flag, and yelling "we coming back baby!" We stunk it up the rest of the year, but little did we know that Berry was the vanguard of a wave of players that would eventually get us to within 2 minutes of the big prize. So close...
God speed Josh McCown!