Sam Bradford Has Lost That Lovin' Feeling
In the wake of this howlingly bad loss to the Seattle Seahawks, blame is being spread around like melted butter on a hot pan. Fire Spagnuolo. Fire McDaniels. Fire Devaney. And those are the big targets. This season is too far gone to pick on lesser targets like Ken Flajole and Steve Loney, men who are expected to be caught up like lint in the wake of the "sweeping changes" that Rams fans demand.
But there's another target who is deservedly attracting blame, one that makes us profoundly uncomfortable to point out: our golden boy, Sam Bradford. Before he got hurt, we could make a legitimate case that he was better than his stats, thanks to a receiving corps that dropped balls by the dozens. But now, there's no arguing that his game has severely regressed.
Borrowing (and butchering) a sentiment from the Righteous Brothers, an early diagnosis of Sam's troubles can be reduced to this: He's lost that winning feeling.






No trick plays necessary for the Seattle Seahawks. A punishing defense was more than enough. The offense couldn't get anything going and again wasted a solid defensive effort. Sam Bradford completed just 20 of 40 pass attempts, was sacked five times, fumbled twice and threw an INT. Steven Jackson saw his three-game streak of 100-yard games come to an end with a dismal 42 yards on 15 carries.


In what was essentially a 3 hour battle of field position the St. Louis Rams came away winners in nearly the same fashion they lost just a mere seven day ago. Via a field goal attempt at the end of the game. In the NFL a win, is a win, is a win. And that ultimately is how teams, players and coaches are judged.