The Minnesota Vikings were willing to wait all summer on a 39-year-old prima donna who has nothing left. So yeah, they could do worse than a 29-year-old who has a point to prove. Yeah, I’m thinking Michael Dwayne Vick would look just dandy in purple.
The Vikings have no quarterback unless you count Tarvaris Jackson, which even the Vikings don’t. If they had a quarterback, they wouldn’t have prostrated themselves before the latest whims of Brett Favre. Michael Vick needs a job and is free to look for NFL work. (Perhaps you’d heard something about this.) So if you’re the Vikes, here’s what you do:
You tell your fans, “We know Vick comes with more baggage than Louis Vuitton, but we’ve got no choice. We’ve got a decent team that’s lacking at the most important position. We know some of you might have some reservations about his character, but would you rather us hire the nearest Eagle scout and do a Detroit? (Meaning: Go 0-16?) Or would you want us to take a chance on a guy who we absolutely know will want to play, as opposed to the fossil who just strung us along who never knows what the heck he wants?
“Would you? Thought you might.”
I’m thinking the notion of Michael Vick and Adrian Peterson in the same backfield might influence a few Viking backers to choose forgiveness over PETA-like lifelong wrath. (Shoot, I wouldn’t mind seeing that tandem myself.) I’m thinking folks in the Land of 10,000 Lakes recall what happened when last Mr. Vick played in the Twin Cities. And in case they’d forgotten … well, here you go.