Miami Dolphins and Wildcat Offense Make Them NFL's Annoying Little Brother

The Miami Dolphins have become the little brother you hate playing games against.

It's not because you hate him, or because you don't want to be bothered with his presence. It's because, somehow, he manages to beat you by not playing the game properly.

It doesn't matter how skilled you are, how well you grasp the concept of the game, or how perfectly you can execute your strategy against any other opponent. Your little brother can pick up the controller and absolutely destroy you with moves he learned by accident.

He sees and appreciates all of the game's intricacies but he doesn't care. You're trapped in a corner you can't jump out of, and he's going to keep sweeping the leg until your health bar depletes.

You can show off your fancy schemes and dazzle him for a moment. But when the word "Fatality!" flashes across the screen, it's your little brother's character plunging his fist into your chest to rip your heart out.

It's the unorthodox approach the child utilizes for which you're never prepared. It's his simplified attack scheme that aggravates your complex methodology.

Over the years you've grown accustomed to moderately talented opponents trying to outsmart you, maneuver around you, and try to gain an upper hand at every opportunity. Your little brother doesn't bother. 

He's learned how to use Scorpion's teleport, spear, and uppercut to perfection—and he's going to keep doing it until you stop him. Or until you get him in trouble for not finishing his homework.

NFL fans, these are your Miami Dolphins.

In the first two weeks of the season, the Dolphins tried to play legitimate, professional football with their opponents.

They lined up in basic packages with their new, accurate quarterback. They tried to establish a strong running game to open up an efficient passing game—and it almost worked.

Then they decided to stop playing the game like everyone else.

The Dolphins walked into their big brother's room while his friends were over, called next on the game, and caught him completely off-guard.

When the dust settled, everyone was laughing at the victim, but the guys who called next never expected Miami to do it again.

And when Miami did it to their older brother's dominant friend from the other side of town right after, people stopped laughing.

Everyone now realizes that Miami is a few steps away from being real contenders in the NFL. The modified "Wildcat" offense was a good start, but now people have to respect their all-around game.

Dismissing the Dolphins as a one-trick pony is dangerous.

While the little brother analogy serves as my frame of reference, the fact remains that this is a professional football team with the NFL's all-time leader in completion percentage in Chad Pennington and a very good receiving tight-end in Anthony Fasano.

Add the explosive Ronnie Brown and his efforts worthy of Offensive Player of the Year honors, and the Miami Dolphins are no longer a joke in the NFL.

A few more years and before you know it, that little brother is going to hit puberty, grow taller than you, and start dating the pretty girls at school.