Sure, Gregg Williams is internationally known and locally reviled as a loud mouth jerk, but what would the fortunes of the Washington Redskins have been under his tenure as head coach, instead of the 3-8 debacle preparing to face his defense this Sunday?
Maybe Vinny Cerrato would’ve drafted differently. Perhaps the team still secures Brian Orakpo as its first overall pick, but maybe there is a premium placed on offensive and defensive lineman in last year’s draft. A man with Joe Gibbs' heart, Williams was the epitome of three yards and a cloud of dust; the philosophy by which Gibbs built the current team and why it's now snakebitten.
And maybe Williams would’ve been the guy to break the cycle of Snyder yes-men that have stuck around. Where Marty Schottenheimer and Steve Spurrier were cast out for individualism, perhaps Williams would’ve finally broken the little man’s propensity for interference.
And if things had gone as badly under Williams as they have under Jim Zorn in the last year and a half, the media might be more fearfully respectful of Williams’ get-out-of-my-f’n-face style than Zorn’s glass-half-full outlook.
Fans wouldn’t have liked it, nor would have the players. But everyone would’ve respected the experience and toughness being infused into a Washington team that desperately needs it to keep pace in the NFC East on a yearly basis.
So now Williams returns to Washington with a grudge and a defense bent on catching its offensive counterpart in national respect. Some are calling this a trap game for the New Orleans Saints, and even Williams would publicly admit that the Redskins are playing better football of late; particularly on offense.
But privately, just as he was forced out of Washington, Williams wants to crack the vertebrae of a team that could’ve had him, didn’t want him, and now, desperately needs him as head coach.