When last Cam Newton played here, his team won 56-17. When first Deion Sanders, who’s being inducted into the Falcons’ Ring of Honor at halftime, played here as something other than a Falcon, he cut in front of Andre Rison to steal a pass, pranced downed the sideline to a touchdown and afterward uttered the immortal phrase: “This is my house.”
Another victory in this building and I’m thinking the Camster will be at least a joint tenant.
Another victory by a visiting team — should Carolina win today, that’d make two in eight days — in this house and Arthur Blank’s public stance of “We’ll figure it out,” might give way to something like this: “Do your figuring as you head for the unemployment office.”
This figured to be the first easy game on the Falcons’ schedule, but they’ve made such a hash of the first five weeks that they no longer appear all that eminent, and the Panthers, who are technically 1-4, are a scary 1-4. They’re playing everybody close, and the famous Westlake product is playing like he was still working under Gus Malzahn and running through South Carolina’s defense.
No matter. The Falcons had darn well better win today, and it wouldn’t hurt if they looked good doing it. (Been a while since they’ve truly impressed anyone, has it not?) But any team with Cam has a puncher’s chance, and already Auburn leads Alabama 1-nil in the hot rookie race: Cam’s out there readying himself, and Julio Jones is inactive.
And with that, the floor’s again open. Please join me as we try to make sense of Mike Mularkey’s play-calling. (Might want to bring a sack lunch.) And I, as ever, thank you in advance.
By Mark Bradley