Via SI and heartless asshat Peter King:
“Does Kelly remind you of you, 25 years ago?” I asked Johnson the other day.
“Well, in some ways,” Johnson said. “I really like what I have seen out of Chip Kelly. Chip called me and we visited a couple times, and what I heard from him, I liked. No one can say from the outside—right moves, wrong moves. You gotta let ‘em play out. You won’t know till you see the results. I felt I was right when I did the things I did, but who knew? I traded away my starting quarterback, Steve Pelluer, to Kansas City. The leading receiver, I don’t remember his name [it was Ray Alexander] we got rid of. I talked to Danny White, and he retired. Then I traded Herschel Walker. You can’t be afraid to make moves. Chip’s not. So some of it is similar. But there is one big difference: We were the worst team in the league two years in a row [1988, 1989]. People were ready for a big change.
“The similarities? We’re both confident, both competent, both know how to win. We talked after he got the new responsibilities this year. I just said, ‘Go with people you believe in, and go with players who fit your personality and fit your system.’ I have talked to Bill Belichick about this too. Certain players are gonna be successful in his system and not in others.”
THIS is what it’s all about. Balls. No more, no less. It’s about having the courage, confidence and cocktivity to let your nuts hang low and do what you need to do because you believe it’s the right move.
Will the gravitational force from Chip Kelly’s testicles pull a Lombardi Trophy into its orbit? I hope so. Honestly, I don’t know. Nobody does. In fact, while talking to buddies this weekend I’d say the failure (non-SB victory) rate from all of this is around 80%. But I still love and support Chip’s actions. He’s going against the grain and doing what he thinks is right. It worked for JJ, Belicheck and Petey C. Then again, it didn’t fly so hot for Mike Shanahan with the Redskins, Andy Reid and Parcells with everyone other than the Giants. Sure, the latter two had success, but never won a championship. That’s what this is all about. I’m tired of being happy with only the possibility of playoff football. We need a fucking parade down Broad Street in this town. Chip Kelly is captaining the ship and we’ll see if it’s a beautiful voyage or the SS Titanic. Either/or, if the man’s cooking the meal you gotta let him buy the groceries.
Holy hardo hair by Jimmy Johnson not even remembering his leading receiver’s name. You’re either in the Silverfox’s right hand or you’re in the fucking way.