The Jay Graves Report

Colts get the doors, transmission and their tires blown off in Seattle! “Song and Dance”

Get off me bruh! Photo: Kevin Clark/The Herald

If NFL games were only 30 minutes long duns in Indianapolis would be skippin’ to work this mornin’. However, the sad reality is that the games are 60 minutes instead. On Sunday Night Football, that means everybody and their baby’s momma was watchin’ because it was the ONLY game on at the time. The Colts got their doors, transmission and tires blown off of them 46-18 by the Seattle Seahawks. They went into the half up 15-10 lookin’ like they were ready to pull the upset at CenturyLink Field, snatch the Number 12 jersey and dip.

Well playas…that was far from happenin’ as the Colts got outscored 36-3 in the second half. It’s like all of a sudden somebody threw up in the back seat and boyz couldn’t get out of the ride fast enough.

Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! Jacoby Brissett looked good in the first half because of his escapability. Ole boy is as calm as Big Momma pullin’ her strap out after church to make a point that there’s no playin’ in the pews while she’s singin’ in the choir.

The Seahawks only ran 4 additional offensive plays than the Colts but put up darn near double the production with 477 total yards. Russell Wilson went 21 of 26 for 295 yards and two touchdowns with two dull picks. He finished with a passer ratin’ of 107.5 WGCI even with the dull picks. However, the difference was Seattle’s defense and special teams which came up with four touchdowns. Wheredeydodatat?

When a boy is scorin’ on defense you’ve got problems especially when you can’t run the football or protect your quarterback. The Colts were held to only 98 yards rushin’ all night. Frank Gore was held to 46 yards on 12 carries just 4 yards shy of passin’ Eric Dickerson for seventh all-time on the NFL career rushin’ list. Well at least he can break the record at the crib next week against his former team the 49ers.

Boyz are gettin’ tired of Chuck Pagano’s post-game press conferences with him sayin’ the same thing. He walks into the joint with, “They just outplayed us big time in the second half. We didn’t do a good job of adjusting. That’s on me. We’re a lot better than that, but it’s going to be the same old song and dance if we don’t get things cleaned up.”

What’s he talkin’ about “it’s goin’ to be the same old song and dance if we don’t get things cleaned up?” It’s been the same old song and dance bruh! Stop me when I start lyin’!

Playas Thesaurus: 

1) Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and its non-gender specific.

2) 107.5 WGCI: noun – radio station in Chicago bruh. the first thing I thought of was that the station I grew up listenin’ to when I saw those numbers.

3) Wheredeydodatat: “Hood for who does that?”

4) Crib: noun – at home

The G is excluded from the endings of all words because the G is near and dear to my heart because I’m from “The G” which is Gary, Indiana. So I only use the G when I’m talkin’ about “The G!”

The caption under the photo isn’t real but its real talk!