"We never got into a rhythm. We never came close to getting into a rhythm."-- Sam Bradford, on the Rams' offense
The internet wolves are howling for Pat Shurmur's blood after a brutal offensive performance against one of the league's very worst second-half defenses, and it's hard to blame them. This loss, and lonely flight home that begins the offseason, can be laid entirely at the feet of the offense.
The rhythm that Bradford was looking for, that we all were looking for, is what should form the very identity of this offense. The snap, the drop, the unfolding of the play, the hammer thrown by a lead block or the break in the route and the sudden appearance of the ball in exactly the right spot. Bradford, like any great performer, excels at playing within the rhythm of the offense, when that rhythm has been established. But Sunday, there was more noise than melody, and it resulted in dropped beats and misteps and missed blocks and dropped passes.
Like you, I watched this game for more than 3 hours and never once had an idea of what the Rams really wanted to do, or who they wanted to be, on offense.-- Bernie Miklasz, on the loss.
For one series, though, the Rams had it right. They really had it working. Digging out from their own 3 yard line, Bradford established a steady cadence revolving around the 5-step drop. (See it unfold, after the break.)