Gone are the blistering days of the summer sun, the annoyingly redundant broken plunking of ice cream trucks and the sight of swimsuits, on the bodies of those who should be wearing them and those who should not.
Time has once again found us walking on ground cluttered with the carcasses of leafs, waking up to a morning chill, and relaxing to nights that are about to remind us how cozy a fire can be.
Nostalgia floods at the transition period of seasons and the quick turn to fall screams one thing: football. Finally, after a wait longer than any other team in the NFL, the Raiders are about to take the field, in a game that counts.
Last year’s season ended on a two game winning streak, which created a feeling of promise, promise that, was sustained by a solid off-season (questionable draft aside).
The preseason started by continuing that upswing before breaking some bones in its feet and jaw. Each game, opposing teams running backs seemed to be running right through Raider Nation’s collective solar plexus like they were made of toilet paper.
Al Davis had seen enough of this potentially crippling weakness. He acted fast and made a trade that would solidify that feeling of promise. The new hope was delivered on a roller coaster, however, as Richard Seymour was AWOL. Effectively turning the promise into frustration.
The critics were again out in full force. Everyone was eager to grab a shovel and fill in the occupied Raider grave. But hope was the Nation’s friend once more- Seymour arrived and he was donning the silver and black with a hungry for quarter and running back attitude.
The attitude was on display at a press conference, which found Al Davis in typical fighting fashion. Mr. Raider spent time invoking the greatness of Raider past that had begun with similar trades.
This is the player Davis has wanted. This is the player that addresses the Raiders biggest weakness. This is a division that seems ripe for the taking.
Promise abounds again. The feeling of hope that accompanies an unblemished record is our friend. The start of all citizens of the Nation’s greatest entertainment is about to begin, Raider football.
The narrow-minded scorn of the national media may very well turn out to be our greatest gift this year.
There is nothing more entertaining than a team that exceeds expectations, a team that has to face the neglect and insults of the collective national eye. No organization knows better than the Raiders that there is nothing more satisfying than being able to tell the eager and boisterous critics to shove it up their ass because we are going to do this our way and we are going to do it better than you!
This is a young and potentially explosive team that almost everyone expects to be dreadful. This is a dangerous group of players that has the chance to improve every week.
The throwback uniforms are, out Al Davis has spoken, the fans are ready, and the spirit that has made this organization great is getting ready to be felt again.
Thanks to all the critics and the Raiders recent lack of success, this is a year that is ripe with possibilities and easily accessible satisfaction. And the season is about to begin!