Remember back in seventh grade? You liked the popular girl who played soccer, but you didn't know where you stood so you told one of her friends with hopes that she'd find out (she did), and then maybe give you a call (she didn't), so you both pretend to not acknowledge each other's existence for a few weeks, and then you call her bad names to your buddies during an R.L. Stine reading session and her Nancy Drew-reading accomplices overhear your remarks, tell your soccer-playing crush about it, and the whole deal goes to hell.
Yeah, that's pretty much how the negotiations are going between the Chiefs and Phins over Trent Green.
Each day brings more news. Today's involves the Chiefs not returning Green's agent's calls. Way to play hard to get, Carl. You're playing this whole scenario like a champ, really. I mean holding out for a fourth-rounder when Miami's not budging on a sixth is genius. Pull out all the stops, Carl. You've got the Phins in the palm of your hand. Surely, they'll trade for Green, right? It's not like they drafted a quarterback that will probably be starting by week three anyway, with or without Green. What the hell, dude, shoot for the stars -- demand a second-rounder.
On a side note: I hereby announce a bold, new initiative to eradicate the term "journeyman" when attributed to quarterbacks. From here on out, we'll refer to traveling QBs unable to hold a job with one team for at least two years as "ass clowns".
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