Mike McCoy meets with the media Monday afternoon, eager to present his vision.
Sorry, but we’re seeing 20-20 regarding the past.
The Chargers lost again on Sunday, this time to the Baltimore Ravens, 29-26.
But really it was the same game the team has presented the last four weeks, all losses. Play hard, sustain some injuries, make mind-numbing mistakes at the most inopportune times and retreat to the locker room.
Rinse and repeats works with the above scenario but at some point the team needs to spit, right?
Maybe not as the Chargers fans gag on one defeat after another.
“A tough one to take,” McCoy said.
We could take the fifth in finding blame for this debacle. Instead we’ll finger some people not escaping the harsh reality of the Chargers dropping nine of their past 12 games.
General manager Tom Telesco, is that you?
McCoy gets most the heat and welcome to life as NFL head coach. If the standings show you’re 2-6 and have a better record than exactly two other NFL teams — thanks, Tennessee; bless you, Detroit — so be it.
McCoy deserves the arrows pointed his way.
He’s got an offense which can throw and not run. He has a defense which can’t stop the throw or the run. He’s got a special teams unit that treats punts like their radioactive, when a fair catch gives you a fair chance of winning Sunday’s game.
Mix it all up and it’s cocktail of ineptness. When you’re the head coach, there’s no where to hide. You cooked the cake and look how flat it came out.
But before that dessert hit the oven, Telesco went to the store and bought the ingredients. Like Santa, he should have checked his list twice.
Twice is the number of times this digit appears: 20. In the Chargers’ last 40 outings, they are 20-20 and when again does Telesco’s roster construction show more than a house of cards?
A look at Telesco’s three drafts might allow for better focus in how the Chargers got in this pickle.
Jason Verrett, circa 2014 draft, was going to be a shut down corner. He is, when he decides to play hard. He admitted after the Raiders disaster he didn’t give 100 percent, 100 percent of time. Consistency he still seeks.
D.J. Fluker, Telesco’s first pick in 2013, was once a so-so right tackle. Fluker has morphed into a so-so right guard.
You wonder how the Chargers find themselves riding the AFC West caboose? Check the conductor throwing the coal in the engine.
San Diego has become Oakland and please follow along: there is no there, there.
The Chargers have very few impact players.
Quick name them one on offense and no fair playing the Philip Rivers card!
Keenan Allen could be, but he’s having trouble finishing games. In mentioning Allen, Telesco gets a huge “atta-boy” for securing him in the third round from the class of ’13.
Quick name a star player on defense and no fair playing the Eric Weddle card!
Weddle is good, although wear has met tear in his game. He’s being pushed out the door and we wonder if his groin would be feeling better with a contract extension?
Other than Weddle?
Yeah, we couldn’t think of one either.
“Super Girl” could be a new hit on CBS, but we doubt “Super Melvin Ingram” will be anything other than “a guy.”
Manti Te’o has feet of paper. No way anyone can count on him, as some bodies just aren’t built for the rigors of the NFL.
Verrett needs a few more rings around his trunk before being called a standout.
Corey Liuget. Decent defender but he can’t flip a game.
You need players to play the game and on that account, the Chargers’ cup is far from running over.
Maybe that changes when players get healthy.
Maybe it doesn’t and the Chargers remain snake-bit.
Rivers calls this stretch of stench as “uncharted waters.”
No kidding, because any squad with a stud like Rivers shouldn’t be second-tier.
But the Chargers are just that, although maybe third-tier is more appropriate.
What isn’t is putting all the blame on McCoy — which is easy, and considering his salty relationship with the press, not seen as a chore.
The players deserve much criticism as well. They go hard, but it’s hard arguing they’re focused all 60 minutes.
Telesco needs to squirm with this bunch, which is a milquetoast as its ho-hum coach.
The Chargers are bad and the numbers don’t fib.
“The only thing we can do,” Rivers said, “is keep playing.”
Even if eying a future that looks remarkably like the past.
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