In a game Denver should NOT have won, the unthinkable happened: Vance Joseph coached the game typically, which is to say he was a COMPLETE IDIOT, and the Broncos still managed to, somehow, squeak out a win against the San Diego Chargers. Awesome, right?
Actually, no. My gut reaction when seeing the scoreboard, since I no longer watch this current team on Sundays, was: thanks for fucking nothing, Vance.
Everyone knows this Denver team is dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. But instead of staying dead and doing what we need them to do, which is to, uh, stay the fuck dead, the Broncos instead decide to get nice and plucky and upset a playoff-bound team. Well, let me just say this: I sure as hell hope they don’t fly home and fancy themselves conquering heroes, because the utterly demoralized and despondent fanbase sure as hell won’t.
What’s absolutely infuriating about this win is that the Broncos couldn’t do this back in October…back when they still had a chance. Back when it actually would have mattered. No, they do it now, when expectations have been decimated and all hope for 2018 is gone.
Don’t kid yourself: the only thing this win means is a lower spot in the 2019 NFL Draft. Period.
I’ve been mad this year, but not as mad as I am now, which is fuming. If this win doesn't show you what a real turd Vance Joseph truly is as a coach, then nothing will. He can’t win when it matters; he only can when it doesn't.
And if that wasn't bad enough, each flukey win he pulls out of his ass going forward really hurts the Broncos, which is ultimately what Vance wants. He knows he’s done at the end of the year, so why not really stick it to the fanbase he knows utterly reviles him? Play desperate! Play hungry! You know, the kind of shit the Broncos should have been doing all season long?
Nice job, Vance. Nice job.