“Microwave Savvy”
July 1st, 2015Joe can only imagine what old school, ex-NFL players must think when they watch the following video of Jameis Winston and friends. [read more]
Joe can only imagine what old school, ex-NFL players must think when they watch the following video of Jameis Winston and friends. [read more]
Some quarterbacks are unfazed by pressure from a defensive front.
Others freak out like a high school freshman. Bucs fans got a taste of that last year. [read more]
Some guys are obsessed with winning Super Bowls and are driven only by that prize.
Vincent Jackson? Well, he doesn’t seem to be that guy. [read more]
Joe knows some folks out there are ready to dance on Warren Sapp’s grave. When Sapp played with the Bucs and lived in Tampa, he made more than a few enemies along the way. [read more]
Hall of Fame general manager Bill Polian had a stern lesson for a fan last night. [read more]
If you know how things will turn out through the next three years, Joe wants to have a private word with you over a few beers about short-term investment projects, including lottery numbers, Vegas odds and Wall Street futures. [read more]
The Season of High Hyperbole doesn’t begin until Aug. 1. That’s when the Bucs begin training camp and, much like spring training baseball stories, you will read how every player is on the verge of the Pro Bowl and the Bucs are a step away from the Super Bowl. [read more]
With the possible exception of stud outside linebacker Lavonte David, no Bucs player could be considered elite in his class — unless his name is Gerald McCoy. [read more]
In the world of Lovie Smith, and on most NFL teams, players elect team captains: two on offense, two on defense and one for special teams. [read more]
America’s Quarterback, Jameis Winston, may be running and hiding from his Super Bowl plan, but he won’t hide from the trolls and haters on Twitter. [read more]
Even former Bucs ironman and Pro Bowler Donald Penn was in the NFL a season and a half before he stepped in and owned the Tampa Bay left tackle position from 2007 through 2013.
Rookie second-round pick Donovan Smith will have no such luxury. [read more]
Joe just wants to beat his head against the wall when he hears these rumors pop up — fueled by Lovie Smith — that journeyman Mike Jenkins is in the running to usurp Johnthan Banks as a starting cornerback.
Joe has replayed countless games in his mind (not advisable) and can’t think of why Lovie seems irked that Banks is a solid young corner and a darkhorse for the Pro Bowl the way he played the second half of last season. [read more]
Generally — not absolutely, but generally — rookie quarterbacks struggle.
There’s a severe learning curve coming from college to the NFL. It can be transitioning from spread-option to pro-style; but it’s often because rookie quarterbacks find themselves on garbage teams. [read more]
Last year, Bucs Godzilla-like wide receiver Mike Evans missed a huge chunk of offseason workouts because of a bum hamstring. He was beat up early in the regular season, too. [read more]
Rarely does a day go by that Joe isn’t asked about the offensive line. Understandable. It’s a big key to the development of “America’s Quarterback,” Bucs signal-caller Jameis Winston. [read more]
The man who seized barbecue duties for the Super Bowl champs after Logan Mankins arrived at One Buc Palace gave the Bucs a thumbs down. [read more]
There are plenty of X-files in recent Buccaneers history.
Why did Michael Clayton get a fat new contract when fans knew he couldn’t catch the football? Why was career loser Josh McCown handpicked to lead the Bucs back to the Super Bowl? [read more]
Those like Joe who have worked in the real business world (and Joe’s not talking about the twisted, ego-driven world of media) know there’s always “Interview Guy” running around the office. [read more]
Spreadsheeters already believe the Bucs have upgraded on offense from the likes of turnover-prone quarterback Josh McCown.
How scarred are Bucs fans from the nutkick of a 2014 season? Well, it is common for a Bucs fan to be found in a neighborhood bar sitting alone in the corner incoherently mumbling the sordid three names of “Josh McCown… Anthony Collins… Oniel Cousins… ” over and over again. [read more]