Why Norv Could Survive
I had planned to post something on Sunday using the above picture to illustrate why Norv could survive in San Diego for years to come -- it's beautiful here. I mean, who can live here and really get upset about the Chargers? Sure, they went 14-2 last year, but if they don't win the Super Bowl, it will still be 70 degrees and sunny in San Diego on the day the big game is held, and people will move on. It's not like some grimy, cold, east coast or midwestern city where you're living a miserable existence in the winter and the football team is your only potential ray of hope (this is coming from someone who spent most of his life in grimy, cold east coast cities). So who really cares if Norv screws up? It's not like he's going to go 4-12 with this squad -- he can keep things going enough to provide an adequately fun experience 8-9 Sundays a year at Qualcomm Stadium...
...when it's not being used as and evacuation shelter.
I never got around to posting this serene snapshot of paradise, because I had to evacuate my house to avoid catching on fire. So, I'm refocusing the statement to say that no one cares if Norv screws up the Chargers, because we might all be consumed in a wall of flames. Carry on, Norv.




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