I was a 'Skins fan for 50 years. The team hasn't been managed, coached, or staffed right since Jack Kent Cooke died and Dan Snyder bought the team. He's not an owner, he's a meddling, irksome little fanboy who plays with the team like he's a grade school kid with a box full of G.I. Joe dolls. He likes to 'stunt cast' the team and front office with names like Bruce Allen (the late coach George Allen's son), Doug Williams, Greg Manusky, and tells the fans this sleight-of-hand is going to bring back the team's '82-'92 glory days. He pays big money to bring in over-the-hill marquee names like Alfred 'Lunchbox' Haynesworth, Deon Sanders, and Donovan McNabb, all past their prime. I won't even go into the coacching disasters he helped orchestrate. (I mean, Jim Zorn, he of the Swinging Gate play? C'mon.) I'd pretty much washed my hands of this sport after this 'take a knee' crapola started a couple seasons ago, and was hoping a bolt of lightning would light Colin Kaepernick's 'fro on fire. But now that Snyder has gone Full Metal Pussy with this whole BLM/Antifa/Cancel Culture extortion racket (and make no mistake, it's a criminal racket), I'm through with The Team Formerly Known As The Redskins. The team, the league, and Roger Goodell can all STFU, GTFO, then ESAD. Whatever 'bombshell' is going to hit tomorrow, it's not big enough, or soon enough for me.
Is that sufficient edification, or am I being too vague?
Buddy of mine would decorate his house every season with original Redskins memorabilia. Every freaking game on DirecTV.
He told me this year that he’s done. The whole Cancel Culture did him in. No decorating, no games, no DirecTV and NO NEW CRAP WITH THE NEW TEAM NAME.