Once again DCist is happy to bring you the football coverage of Jason Linkins aka The DCeiver.

There are NFL teams that you know have the capability to walk onto the field and pitch and catch their way down your throats. The Minnesota Vikings, the Green Bay Packers — Mike Martz this weekend opened with what? 300 straight passing plays? But the Redskins are built differently. They are built on the foundation of running the football. Their offensive line, while decimated by injuries, refer to themselves as the “Dirtbags”, and they love to counter and pull and knock linebackers back. And the Skins have RB Clinton Portis, a feared rusher, who has lately been hitting holes and taking names. So, with the Cincinnati Bengals coming to town with a run defense so weak that they fail to improve on inanimate Styrofoam blocking dummies — Redskins fans could expect to settle in to their seats at Fed Ex field and witness an evening of pound, smash, slam, for four quarters, right? Right?!

Oy! What was Joe doing? Instead of bringing the load, he sent Mark Brunell — an entirely different sort of load — onto the field to pass and pass and pass some more! And so the ball was flung, to and fro, far from the outstretched fingers of receivers, gently over the heads of teammates, and forced into tight double coverage only to wildly careen off of the hands of defenders and settle into the arms of Bengals’ defensive backs. It was a tear-out-your-eyes atrocity that had every Skins fan in the joint caroling in rueful harmony to put in the kid, for Gibbs sake!