Cincinnati Enquirer columnist Paul Daugherty has two modes. In one, he actually uses his brain and writes good stuff. In the other, common to his writings on the Bengals, he spends lots of time eating dick-shaped crackers (h/t my old buddy Hair). Tonight is a rare example of the non-cracker-eating Doc.
The Bengals’ offense played tragically for about two hours Sunday, managing zero first downs in 39 minutes and 54 seconds of clock time. It was beautiful on its last play, though. Carson Palmer channeled his inner Michael Vick and ran 15 yards on 4th-and-11, setting up the overtime field goal that put this game out of our misery.
As left tackle Andrew Whitworth said, “The only thing that matters in this game is if you’re good when you gotta be.’’
Even if watching the Bengals this year has become the fan’s version of childbirth.
Childbirth…tossing yourself out a window…yeah, same diff….who-dey!
Oh and yeah…No rest for the weary.
Yup. Keep it up.


Daugherty is a clown. He couldn’t get a job outside of the Enquirer to cover sports, he’s just that bad.
As for the Bengals, what a fkkn joke. Missed tackles all day long. JJ letting people run by him, then playing so soft they had 6-8 yard cushions on curl routes.
Offensive line takes plays off. The were owned all game long by the front 7 of Cleveland. I know Kyle Cook has the stigma of being mean and nasty, but that must only be when he’s beating on a girl or something. He sure wasn’t doing much but getting in the way on Sunday. He had to have help almost every play from a guard or back.
Just soo lame, and had it been a decent team we were playing, there wouldn’t have been a chance for the Bengals. I am NOT looking forward to Baltimore. I hope I’m proven wrong, but they just are playing soo much better.
One last thing, Carson Palmer is NOT, and I repeat NOT a top tier QB. He’s a solid top performer of the second tier, but those who want to include him as a top tier QB are sadly mistaken. He still makes too many wrong decisions, and does some things he just shouldn’t do.
Yup. Bengals played poorly. Again.
Yet they went and won again, too.
As someone who slogged through the Lost Decade, watching this team pile up big numbers on offense everywhere but the scoreboard, I’ll happily take it. Ugly wins beat pretty losses every single time.
I’m having a hard time forgiving Doc. Even when he tries to be nice, as in the above column. Off to anger management class. Who Dey!!