I can’t remember where I heard the analogy made, though it fits. When Dante Culpepper played, he had a confused look on his face that just did not convey confidence. It was that look you give when someone farted in the room—and not when you first smelled it, but when you realized that it wasn’t going to be leaving and was going to be hanging around for a while.
This is no loss for the Miami Dolphins. Culpepper lived and died by Randy Moss. They’re better off building without him.
I would be surprised if Daunte knows who Ghandi is....