Monday, Dec. 3 2012:

I listened with interest to John Feinstein's piece today on CBS Radio (specifically, the Ticket), praising the Pittsburgh Steelers for their consistent winning ways, even in the face of monumental injuries, with the latest example being their squeaker road win yesterday in Baltimore.

Having witnessed the must-be-millionth Lions debacle unfold yesterday, I had to wonder.  Here are the Lions, the very antithesis of how Feinstein described the Steelers.  Wherein lies the difference?  Could the Lions have gone into Baltimore and won with Kellen Moore playing?  The answer: Yes.  But WOULD they have?  The answer: Who are you kidding?  Is Charlie Batch better than our QBs?  Hell, we HAD him here, and he wasn't good enough then.  How about Mendenhall; Redman?  Better than our backs?  No.  Their receivers? No.  Their O-line?  Their defense? Not really. Special teams?  Maybe a tiny bit. Their coaches? GM?  I doubt it.

It's the "brand."

I have come to believe in the power of human thought, and especially when that thought is amplified many times over.  And we, as fans, believe this team is shit.  And so, they are.  When we created a brand-new (albeit Arena-League) team in the 80s, they were winners.  My proposal is simple:  New ownership, and along with it, a new name (why not revive those winning Michigan Panthers, and keep the "big cat" name trend going?), new uniforms (my vomit actually comes up Honolulu Blue at times), and then let us forever sink the cursed moniker and brand that is the Detroit Lions for all time and evermore.

Sacrilege, you say?  High time for a little sacrilege, I say.  Besides, their play has been sacrilegious for decades already, anyway.

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