No QB drama: Cards to name starter early

[THESMEL]

Wow refreshing to see player and unit development compared - to cut throat- manufacturing of adversity to see how they respond! The response was the end of the Whizard of AZ!


link
http://espn.go.com/blog/nfcwest/post/_/id/94718/no-qb-drama-cards-to-name-starter-early

"I don't think there's any doubt when you have an established quarterback, it is much better than when someone is competing for a job," Arians said Tuesday from the NFL owners meeting. "Guys' friendships get involved and their own evaluations are made in the locker room because of friendships, and it's not always in the best interests of the ball club."

Whisenhunt and coaches such as the Seattle Seahawks' Pete Carroll aren't willing to exempt quarterbacks from having to compete for their jobs. Whisenhunt in particular felt credibility in the locker room was at stake when a coach supported one quarterback as the starter in the absence of clear evidence the job had been earned outright.

Arians isn't going to name a starter randomly, of course, but he does treat the position differently. Mike Holmgren, Andy Reid and others lean toward this method of quarterback treatment. They feel as though the position deserves special treatment for the way its handling impacts the locker room.

"It's better to have one and he is your guy and let's rally around that guy," Arians said. "That is just my opinion. I have never been a two-quarterback guy."

Arians was responding to questions about his philosophy independent of what came before him in Arizona. I never brought up Whisenhunt or past quarterback battles featuring Matt Leinart, Kurt Warner, Derek Anderson, Kevin Kolb, John Skelton, etc.

It was with that history in mind, however, when I asked Arians whether he would be more apt to have a starting quarterback named during the earlier stages of training camp.

 

[DoTheDew]

The key words here were "established quarterback." It's easy to talk about finding a guy and sticking with him. It's much harder when you realize you don't have a starting quality QB on your roster.

 

[GatorAZ]

I bet Matty wishes BA came along 3 years sooner.

 

[THESMEL]

new Matt

I would love to see Matt battle Matt - Leinart and Barkley - - scorch me but I grade Leinart as better than anyone we have had since,

It is obvious to more than me now- That Whiz didn't have a clue what he was doing- Leinart outperformed DA, Hall, Skelton by a huge margin on a bad team- Whiz put personality over the teams best interest-

I have never conceded- stupidest personnel move I ever witnessed.

I bet Matty wishes BA came along 3 years sooner.

 

[Brian in Mesa]

If Leinart was any good at all he'd be tearing up the league with his skills in another city. Face the facts already.

 

[RugbyMuffin]

 

[Cbus cardsfan]

I don't think I agree with this unless you have a QB who has establushed himself. Naming Stanton, or whoever, the starter and then they go an stink it up isn't doing anybody any good in the locker room or on the field.

 

[TJ]

I bet Matty wishes BA came along 3 years sooner.

BA hates QBs who check down and dump off the RBs. Leinart is the complete antithesis to what BA wants to do - get the ball downfield.

 

[TJ]

I don't think I agree with this unless you have a QB who has establushed himself. Naming Stanton, or whoever, the starter and then they go an stink it up isn't doing anybody any good in the locker room or on the field.

Remember how much of a distraction it was last offseason? Remember the reports of how the locker room either favored Skelton or Kolb? It's actually better if the team names one ASAP as opposed to keeping everyone guessing. Plus, the #1 should be getting the majority of first team reps, anyway. One of the complaints from last offseason was that neither QB was getting enough time with the 1s.

 

[crisper57]

There aren't enough snaps to go around in OTA's to establish a new QB competition prior to training camp. That tells me the competition is already over.

Stanton is the man in BA's system.

I doubt we even draft a QB in the top 3 rounds.

 

[TJ]

There aren't enough snaps to go around in OTA's to establish a new QB competition prior to training camp. That tells me the competition is already over.

Stanton is the man in BA's system.

I doubt we even draft a QB in the top 3 rounds.

Agree. Without naming specific players, I see the draft going 1) o-line 2) pass rushing OLB 3) o-line

4th round could be Dysert, Jones, or Scott.

 

[juza76]

Arizona will select matt scott in the second round.tom moore was impressed during his pro day workout

 

[JeffGollin]

Arizona will select matt scott in the second round.tom moore was impressed during his pro day workout

The karma seems to be flowing in that direction, though maybe not as high as #38.

Also, it's close to one month til Draft Day and "we are leaving The No Lie Zone." Take anything BA or anyone else says with a grain of salt.

 

[GatorAZ]

BA hates QBs who check down and dump off the RBs. Leinart is the complete antithesis to what BA wants to do - get the ball downfield.

It doesn't matter if DA is the guy you're competing with.

 

[THESMEL]

I would stand Skelton and Stanton 70 yards apart - and have them keep throwing it back and forth until one misses the 70 yard mark 5 times- I think Skelton is good for 30 in a row - Stanton 20 in a row?

lil culture to set the tone

Lyrics to The Winner : By Uncle Shelby

The hulk of a man with a beer in his hand looked like a drunk old fool,
And I knew that if I hit him right, I could knock him off that stool.
But everybody said, "Watch out -- that's Tiger Man McCool.
He's had a whole lot of fights, and he always come out the winner.
Yeah, he's a winner."

But I'd had myself about five too many, and I walked up tall and proud,
I faced his back and I faced the fact that he'd never stooped or bowed.
I said, "Tiger Man, you're a pussycat," and a hush fell on the crowd,
I said, "Let's you and me go outside and see who's the winner"

Well, he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand and he braced against the wall,
He slowly looked up from his beer -- my God, that man was tall.
He said, "Boy, I see you're a scrapper, so just before you fall,
I'm gonna tell you just a little what a means to be a winner."

He said, "You see these bright white smilin' teeth, you know they ain't my own.
Mine rolled away like Chiclets down a street in San Antone.
But I left that person cursin', nursin' seven broken bones.
And he only broke three of mine, and that make me a winner."

He said, "Behind his grin, I got a steel pin that holds my jaw in place.
A trophy of my most successful motorcycle race.
And every mornin' when I wake and touch this scar across my face,
It reminds me of all I got by bein' a winner.

Now my broken back was the dyin' act of handsome Harry Clay
That sticky Cincinnatti night I stole his wife away.
But that woman, she gets uglier and meaner every day.
But I got her, boy, and that's what makes me a winner.

You gotta speak loud when you challenge me, son, 'cause it's hard for me to hear
With this twisted neck and these migraine pains and this cauliflower ear.
'N' if it weren't for this glass eye of mine, I'd shed a happy tear
To think of all you'll get by bein' a winner.

I got arthuritic elbows, boy, I got dislocated knees,
From pickin' fights with thunderstorms and chargin' into trees.
And my nose been broke so often I might lose it if I sneeze.
And, son, you say you still wanna be a winner?

My spine is short three vertebrae and my hip is screwed together.
My ankles warn me every time there'll be a change in weather.
Guess I kicked too many asses, and when the kicks all get together,
They sure can slow you down when you're a winner.

My knuckles are so swollen I can hardly make a fist.
Who would have thought old Charlie had a blade taped to his wrist?
And my blind eye's where he cut me, and my good eye's where he missed.
Yeah, you lose a couple of things when you're a winner.

My head is just a bunch of clumps and lumps and bumps and scars
From chargin' broken bottles and buttin' crowded bars.
And this hernia -- well, it only proves a man can't lift a car.
But you're expected to do it all when you're a winner.

Got a steel plate inside my skull, underneath this store-bought hair.
My pelvis is aluminum from takin' ladies' dares.
And if you had a magnet, son, you could lift me off my chair.
I'm a man of steel, but I'm rustin' -- what a winner.

I got a perforated ulcer, I got strictures and incisions.
My prostate's barely holdin' up from those all-night collisions.
And I'll have to fight two of you because of my double vision.
You're lookin' sick, son -- that ain't right for a winner.

Winnin' that last stock-car rce cost me my favorite toes.
Winnin' that factory foreman's job, it browned and broke my nose.
And these hemorrhoids come from winnin' all them ******* rodeos.
Sometimes it's a pain in the butt to be a winner.

In the war, I got the Purple Heart, that's why my nerves are gone.
And I ruined my liver in drinkin' contests, which I always won.
And I should be retired now, rockin' on my lawn,
But you losers keep comin' on -- makin' me a winner.

When I walk, you can hear my pelvis rattle, creak and crack
From my great Olympic Hump-Off with that nymphomaniac,
After which I spent the next six weeks in traction on my back,
While whe walked off smilin' -- leavin' me the winner.

Now, as I kick in your family jewels, you'll notice my left leg drags,
And this jacket's kinda padded up where my right shoulder sags,
And there's a special part of me I keep in this paper bag,
And I'll show it to you -- if you want to see all of the winner.

So I never play the violin and I seldom dance or ski.
They say there never was a hero brave and strong as me.
But when you're this year's hero, son, you're next year's used-to-be.
And that's the facts of life -- when you're a winner.

Now, you remind me a lot of my younger days with your knuckles clenchin' white.
But, boy, I'm gonna sit right here and sip this beer all night.
And if there's somethin' you gotta prove by winnin' some silly fight,
Well, OK, I quit, I lose, son, you're the winner."

So I stumbled from that barroom not so tall and not so proud,
And behind me I could hear the hoots of laughter from the crowd.
But my eyes still see and my nose still works and my teeth are still in my mouth.
And y'know...I guess that makes me...a winner.

 

[Stronso]

We're you dropped on your head as a child?

 

[gmabel830]

Oh, THESMEL...

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[AZ Native]

I would stand Skelton and Stanton 70 yards apart - and have them keep throwing it back and forth until one misses the 70 yard mark 5 times- I think Skelton is good for 30 in a row - Stanton 20 in a row?

lil culture to set the tone

Lyrics to The Winner : By Uncle Shelby

The hulk of a man with a beer in his hand looked like a drunk old fool,
And I knew that if I hit him right, I could knock him off that stool.
But everybody said, "Watch out -- that's Tiger Man McCool.
He's had a whole lot of fights, and he always come out the winner.
Yeah, he's a winner."

But I'd had myself about five too many, and I walked up tall and proud,
I faced his back and I faced the fact that he'd never stooped or bowed.
I said, "Tiger Man, you're a pussycat," and a hush fell on the crowd,
I said, "Let's you and me go outside and see who's the winner"

Well, he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand and he braced against the wall,
He slowly looked up from his beer -- my God, that man was tall.
He said, "Boy, I see you're a scrapper, so just before you fall,
I'm gonna tell you just a little what a means to be a winner."

He said, "You see these bright white smilin' teeth, you know they ain't my own.
Mine rolled away like Chiclets down a street in San Antone.
But I left that person cursin', nursin' seven broken bones.
And he only broke three of mine, and that make me a winner."

He said, "Behind his grin, I got a steel pin that holds my jaw in place.
A trophy of my most successful motorcycle race.
And every mornin' when I wake and touch this scar across my face,
It reminds me of all I got by bein' a winner.

Now my broken back was the dyin' act of handsome Harry Clay
That sticky Cincinnatti night I stole his wife away.
But that woman, she gets uglier and meaner every day.
But I got her, boy, and that's what makes me a winner.

You gotta speak loud when you challenge me, son, 'cause it's hard for me to hear
With this twisted neck and these migraine pains and this cauliflower ear.
'N' if it weren't for this glass eye of mine, I'd shed a happy tear
To think of all you'll get by bein' a winner.

I got arthuritic elbows, boy, I got dislocated knees,
From pickin' fights with thunderstorms and chargin' into trees.
And my nose been broke so often I might lose it if I sneeze.
And, son, you say you still wanna be a winner?

My spine is short three vertebrae and my hip is screwed together.
My ankles warn me every time there'll be a change in weather.
Guess I kicked too many asses, and when the kicks all get together,
They sure can slow you down when you're a winner.

My knuckles are so swollen I can hardly make a fist.
Who would have thought old Charlie had a blade taped to his wrist?
And my blind eye's where he cut me, and my good eye's where he missed.
Yeah, you lose a couple of things when you're a winner.

My head is just a bunch of clumps and lumps and bumps and scars
From chargin' broken bottles and buttin' crowded bars.
And this hernia -- well, it only proves a man can't lift a car.
But you're expected to do it all when you're a winner.

Got a steel plate inside my skull, underneath this store-bought hair.
My pelvis is aluminum from takin' ladies' dares.
And if you had a magnet, son, you could lift me off my chair.
I'm a man of steel, but I'm rustin' -- what a winner.

I got a perforated ulcer, I got strictures and incisions.
My prostate's barely holdin' up from those all-night collisions.
And I'll have to fight two of you because of my double vision.
You're lookin' sick, son -- that ain't right for a winner.

Winnin' that last stock-car rce cost me my favorite toes.
Winnin' that factory foreman's job, it browned and broke my nose.
And these hemorrhoids come from winnin' all them ******* rodeos.
Sometimes it's a pain in the butt to be a winner.

In the war, I got the Purple Heart, that's why my nerves are gone.
And I ruined my liver in drinkin' contests, which I always won.
And I should be retired now, rockin' on my lawn,
But you losers keep comin' on -- makin' me a winner.

When I walk, you can hear my pelvis rattle, creak and crack
From my great Olympic Hump-Off with that nymphomaniac,
After which I spent the next six weeks in traction on my back,
While whe walked off smilin' -- leavin' me the winner.

Now, as I kick in your family jewels, you'll notice my left leg drags,
And this jacket's kinda padded up where my right shoulder sags,
And there's a special part of me I keep in this paper bag,
And I'll show it to you -- if you want to see all of the winner.

So I never play the violin and I seldom dance or ski.
They say there never was a hero brave and strong as me.
But when you're this year's hero, son, you're next year's used-to-be.
And that's the facts of life -- when you're a winner.

Now, you remind me a lot of my younger days with your knuckles clenchin' white.
But, boy, I'm gonna sit right here and sip this beer all night.
And if there's somethin' you gotta prove by winnin' some silly fight,
Well, OK, I quit, I lose, son, you're the winner."

So I stumbled from that barroom not so tall and not so proud,
And behind me I could hear the hoots of laughter from the crowd.
But my eyes still see and my nose still works and my teeth are still in my mouth.
And y'know...I guess that makes me...a winner.

A great song by SS, I have sung it at hundreds of parties, always a hit.

 

[snowthedirtbub]

A great song by SS, I have sang it at hundreds of parties, always a hit.

Only thing worse than a meaningless wall of text is someone quoting a meaningless wall of text.

Oh boy another backup qb starting for the Cardinals. 2 other teams already passed on him (I won't count Colts since they got Luck), but the Cards do have a knack for allowing backup talent to really bloom.

 

[AZ Native]

Only thing worse than a meaningless wall of text is someone quoting a meaningless wall of text.

Oh boy another backup qb starting for the Cardinals. 2 other teams already passed on him (I won't count Colts since they got Luck), but the Cards do have a knack for allowing backup talent to really bloom.

Having a bad day? Lighten up and enjoy it.

 

[CardsSunsDbacks]

Only thing worse than a meaningless wall of text is someone quoting a meaningless wall of text.

Oh boy another backup qb starting for the Cardinals. 2 other teams already passed on him (I won't count Colts since they got Luck), but the Cards do have a knack for allowing backup talent to really bloom.

But Detroit with Stafford does count? Also when the Jets picked him up Sanchez still seemed like a decent QB and they brought in Tebow for some reason that I'm still trying to figure out.

 

[snowthedirtbub]

But Detroit with Stafford does count? Also when the Jets picked him up Sanchez still seemed like a decent QB and they brought in Tebow for some reason that I'm still trying to figure out.

Stafford came 2 years later, they guy couldn't beat out Daunte Culpepper

Having a bad day? Lighten up and enjoy it.

I'm had a great day, but enjoying walls of text wasn't a part of it.