The game wasn’t going exactly the way the Jets envisioned it, and neither was the game plan, and all of a sudden there was Quinnen Williams, the team’s best player, and one of the happiest. , nose to nose on the touchline. at the start of the second quarter with his defensive line coach, Aaron Whitecotton.
“Put it on our backs!” roared Williams.
Joe Burrow had just hit Tyler Boyd for a 56-yard TD on a seven-man run thanks in part to a poor tackle attempt from Jordan Whitehead, and Mount Williams erupted.
Cardiac Jets one week, Folly Green Jets the next.
“And it came to me challenging my coach D-Line like, ‘Yo, put it on our backs, coach. You know what we have in this room. The four-man race, we don’t need all that extra blitzing and stuff like that, put it on our backs and let’s go and rush it,” Williams said.
Why do the Jets need to trail 14-3 en route to a 27-12 loss to the Bengals for coaches and players to be on the same page?
Passion in the heat of the moment isn’t necessarily a bad thing – see Bill Parcells and Phil Simms – but the disconnect between the defensive coaching staff and the players is an ominous sign.
The Jets may poop like a family feud, but head coach Robert Saleh might want to hand out those “Positive Vibes Only” t-shirts and roll over them.
“It’s not like I call games and have them call games and stuff like that,” Williams said. “I feel like this team, this defense, is going to follow the defensive line. We have to step up and put the whole defense, put the whole team on our backs. I feel like every one of these guys feels the same. Don’t try to run away from this challenge.
Whitecotton had risen from one knee to confront his star player.
“We were saying the same things to each other but just strong against each other,” Williams said.
He remembers Whitecotton telling him, “I want you four to rush. I want you to go get a bag.
They kissed and reconciled, but not before CBS cameras showed several of Williams’ defensive brothers pulling the two apart.
“At the end of the day, you don’t want outbursts like that,” Sheldon Rankins told the Post, “but you like to see guys have that passion, that fire, wanting to put themselves forward to come out and be that guy for play the game. It’s definitely not like him, he’s normally smiling, carefree, cracking jokes, always seeing those big teeth.
Poor Whitecotton. Jeff Ulbrich is Saleh’s defensive coordinator. He was not in the immediate vicinity of the hubbub.
“The messenger kind of caught fire in the middle of it all,” Rankins said with a laugh. “Our D-line coach is the one running things from the drive.”
In the locker room, Williams professed her love for her D-line trainer/brother. “It was a little more pomp than animosity,” Solomon Thomas said.
He was one of the peacemakers.
“Obviously it doesn’t look good, so we don’t want everyone to see it, you want it to stay internal,” Thomas said.
Although Rankins recorded the only sack of Burrow’s 36 dropbacks, it was instead the lousy communication in the secondary on a 5-yard catch from Ja’Marr Chase TD that proved to be the inevitable final nail in the coffin. .
All of this on a day that saw John Franklin-Myers needlessly push Burrow into the turf at the end of a third-and-9 pitch that ultimately gave the Bengals a touchdown, unsportsmanlike conduct penalty in the end zone against Corey Davis who forced Joe Flacco to overcome the third and second – which he couldn’t on a day when he had no play in progress, no protection and four turnovers and was again serenaded with “We Want [Mike] White” by these Same Old Long-Suffering Jets fans.
“We have dogs in our bedroom, bro, and everyone knows that, everyone in the organization knows that,” Williams said.
It doesn’t seem like everyone in the organization did this when the game started.
“We weren’t getting there the way we wanted to,” Thomas said. “We just wanted to rush with our D line.”
Terrible optics for a team still trying to learn how to win.
“TV made him look different than he really was on the court,” Williams said.
I said, “That wasn’t pretty.”
“Football ain’t pretty,” Williams replied.
Not the way the Folly Green Jets played, no.
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