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Bye Bye Zimm

Note: Made this before Zimmer was fired by the Vikings 

Bye Bye Zimm

I don’t know what to say. I am beyond fed up with the Minnesota Vikings. I’ve bled purple and gold for 21 years now, and I get no results from my wasted energy and heartbreaking Sundays. I feel awful for older Vikings fans who have endured this pain for 70+ years. Something needs to change.

My best moment was the Stefon Diggs TD, aka the Minneapolis Miracle, to end the Saints’ season back in 2017. From that moment, the Vikings went on to get crushed in the NFC championship by a guy who is now a third string QB. Diggs pushed his way out of town due to the coaching staff’s inability to get him the ball. 

The Vikings somehow drafted an even better wide receiver to replace Diggs, and he is probably calling his agent to get shipped out of Minnesota this summer as I write this. They have continually won emotional games only to show up the next week acting like they can’t play a youth football club. The defense has gotten worse every season and continues to decline. 

And finally, the Vikings got beat by the lowly Detroit Lions, the same Lions that had a winless streak of 15 games prior to today. The Vikings might be cursed — i.e. the team's kicking history — but even if the purple and gold is cursed, they still need to solve the biggest issue on the team right now: Mike Zimmer.

His old, rickety, grind-out football tactics no longer work. His “defensive minded” teams have been continuously torn up the past two seasons. He continues to make wrong call after wrong call in late game decisions.

 When a team plays the Vikings, they can absolutely bank on a TD in the final two minutes of the first half. The Vikings have gone all year without keeping teams out of the endzone during that time. 

Mike Zimmer cannot coach in today’s NFL. This ain’t the sixties. They need someone who is going to get Justin Jeffereson and Adam Theilen the ball no matter who they face. They need someone who can actually manage a game better than an over-aged, growly, elf.They need someone who can fire up their team and inspire them and not continually drag them down in post-game press conferences.

Yes, Zimmer did turn the defense around since coming in eight years ago, but now it’s worse than when he started. It’s not hard to have a top-five defense with all-pro after all-pro taking the field. Maybe we have been giving him credit for Rick Spielman’s, Viking’s general manager, ability to draft defensive stars.

With the talent the Vikings have, Snoop Dogg could be the head coach and lead them to the playoffs, and every player that has ever been a pro-bowler on the current roster should force their way out of town if Zimmer is still leading this football team next year. Just please, for the love of God, fire Mike Zimmer and get somebody who isn’t stuck in 1970-era football. 




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